With beaches like this ten a penny, it's pretty difficult not to fall in love with the Seychelles.
This is the beach at Anse Royale, on Mahe. Our hotel is called 'Le Relax', and tries to make it as easy as possible to do so. Sitting on the terrace with an ice-cold Seybrew beer, we watch the sky turning from blue to a nicotine-stained yellow as the sun goes down.
Above us, large fruit bats circle on the evening air currents. They can sometimes look a little foolish with their big heads and chunky feet - like bumble bees, too large to fly - but they bring a real novelty to the evening, and we're told they make a darn good Creole curry.
This is the beach at Anse Royale, on Mahe. Our hotel is called 'Le Relax', and tries to make it as easy as possible to do so. Sitting on the terrace with an ice-cold Seybrew beer, we watch the sky turning from blue to a nicotine-stained yellow as the sun goes down.
Above us, large fruit bats circle on the evening air currents. They can sometimes look a little foolish with their big heads and chunky feet - like bumble bees, too large to fly - but they bring a real novelty to the evening, and we're told they make a darn good Creole curry.
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