The last day, for now

I missed recording anything about yesterday. That's because nothing must happened. It was my last day on the beach and sa ce passez bien.
Today was different. It is the Sabbath and I met Viv at church. She had been staying at Beau Bassin with her school friend May. After church we were invited to the Gueho house for lunch. On a bien manzer. Daniel is a retired pastor in the Adventist church and was formally the President of their churches on the island and environment, which includes Rodrigue and the Seychelles. He married Rose-May (nee Derblay).
Their house is opposite the Derblays where Max now lives with his sister Alice. They are Anglicans, strangely. Max's father Ory used to teach the children on the, now famous, veranda.
We had a fun time over lunch. Francoise and her daughter Muriel were also their. We were later joined by Danick Derblay and his wife Orelly, and their two children.
After, we went for a little walk around Balfour, a public garden named after a former governor of Mauritius. It is famous for it's giant turtles, and the view of a waterfall in the valley beyond. The other side of the valley is the presidents house. You can also see Port Louis, Le Pouse, Signal mountain, and a saddle shaped mountain called Ory.
Danick took us back via his and Orelly's house. They are a lovely and loving couple, and very generous. They played some sega for us. She on the Ravan, (a hand held drum) and him playing the guitar.
By this time it was late. Danick drove us back for an early night and early rise. Tomorrow it's home. I'm glad to be going home. It is time, but I have also enjoyed my stay, and getting to know who all these relatives are.