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Day 13. From Isalo to Ifaty

Isalo Massive
There's a fierce wind blowing today in Isalo and it's fresh. We make an early walk to a natural swimmingpool. The path goes through mountains with bizarre eroded rock formations. We pass a hole in a mountain side, barred with stones. It's a temporary grave. When the deceased has decomposed to bones (after 3 years) he is taken out of the tomb and gets a second burial in the family grave elsewhere, which takes place in a festive ceremonial. It's a common ritual in this area. At another tomb we see a colorful coffin stick out, in which the body of a small child must have been once.

We reach the pool, underneath a waterfall, again in a fertile, lush environment. We reject the offer to take a swim as the water looks a bit greasy. Possibly because of the tourists from the nearby camping site, who come here to bath.

Once we're back we have an early lunch and check out, and around 11 o'clock we head towards Ifaty, a small town on the south-western coast.

Piscine Naturelle

We pass a town where sapphire has been found, 10 years ago. Once, there were only just a few houses here but it rapidly expanded to a busy town to which people from all over the world come to try their luck. Sapphire of the finest quality costs about 700 euro per gram. Apparently there's a lot of criminality here too as Dyna doesn't dare to stop.

As we follow the well maintained concrete road and approach the south it's becoming hotter and dryer and Baobabs are again appearing in the landscape.

We see the ocean appearing as we reach Tulear, a nondescript town where everything turns out to be closed today. We say goodbye to Dyna He'll be driving back to Tana the following 2 days, and we make him promise us to take it easy and get enough rest underway. He's already got himself nearly killed once when he fell a sleep behind the wheel.

Sunset in Ifaty

We charter transport to Ifaty, 22 km ahead. Our Taxi is an ancient Renault 4 which, in Europe, would have been put to scrap a long, long time ago. The car creaks, groans and smokes. The doors don't close and the driver messes with electric wires to start the engine. During the bumpy ride we see trees standing in the see with only their tops coming out of the water. Looks like nature is behaving rude here, too

In one piece we arrive at the hotel; bungalows on a palm fringed beach. We check in and have a look at the hotel next to us. Though it has no guests it's a little more charming, friendlier and comfortable than the neighbors, so we decide to move here tomorrow morning. For tonight we decide to test its food. We enjoy lobster, crab and shrimps and it tastes absolutely delicious. Test passed cum laude. For those interested: Ifaty Beach Club is the place to be.





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