#Things to Do in Mauritius

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where im taking the doctor for a date tbh

[booktrip4u]

Discover Mauritius: Top Things to Do and Best Experiences

Mauritius, a gem in the Indian Ocean, is renowned for its pristine beaches, crystal-clear waters, and vibrant culture. This tropical paradise offers a blend of adventure, relaxation, and rich cultural experiences. Whether you’re an adrenaline junkie, a nature lover, or someone seeking tranquility, Mauritius has something for everyone. Here are the top things to do in Mauritius that will make your trip unforgettable.

1. Relax on Stunning Beaches

Mauritius is famed for its idyllic beaches, each offering its unique charm. Some of the most popular beaches include:

Trou aux Biches: Known for its calm, clear waters and fine white sand, it's perfect for swimming and snorkeling.

Belle Mare: A long, serene beach ideal for early morning walks and water sports.

Le Morne: Surrounded by a stunning mountain backdrop, this beach is great for kite surfing and windsurfing.

2. Explore the Underwater World

The marine life in Mauritius is spectacular, and there are various ways to explore it:

Snorkeling and Diving: Blue Bay Marine Park and Flic en Flac are excellent spots.

Underwater Sea Walk: Experience walking on the sea bed surrounded by colorful fish.

Submarine Ride: Take a trip in a submarine to explore deeper waters without getting wet.

3. Visit Chamarel Seven Colored Earths

The Seven Colored Earths of Chamarel is a unique natural phenomenon. The dunes are made up of seven distinct colors of earth (red, brown, violet, blue, green, purple, and yellow) that create a surreal, rainbow-like effect. Nearby, you can also visit the Chamarel Waterfall, which is the highest in Mauritius and offers breathtaking views.

4. Hike in Black River Gorges National Park

For nature enthusiasts, Black River Gorges National Park is a must-visit. This vast park is home to dense forests, waterfalls, and a variety of wildlife. There are numerous hiking trails that range from easy to challenging, allowing you to explore the diverse flora and fauna. The park is also a great spot for bird watching.

5. Discover the Culture in Port Louis

The capital city, Port Louis, is a bustling hub of activity and culture. Key attractions include:

Central Market: Experience the local life, shop for souvenirs, and try street food.

Aapravasi Ghat: A UNESCO World Heritage site that tells the story of indentured laborers.

Blue Penny Museum: Learn about the history and culture of Mauritius through fascinating exhibits.

6. Visit the Botanical Garden

The Sir Seewoosagur Ramgoolam Botanical Garden in Pamplemousses is one of the oldest botanical gardens in the Southern Hemisphere. It is famous for its giant water lilies, talipot palm (which blooms once in 60 years), and a variety of other exotic plants. The garden offers a peaceful and scenic retreat.

7. Enjoy Water Sports and Activities

Mauritius is a paradise for water sports enthusiasts. Some of the activities you can indulge in include:

Kitesurfing and Windsurfing: Le Morne is the best spot for these activities.

Deep Sea Fishing: Mauritius is known for its big game fishing, especially for species like marlin and tuna.

Parasailing: Get a bird's eye view of the stunning coastline.

8. Discover Ile aux Cerfs

Ile aux Cerfs is a private island known for its beautiful beaches and crystal-clear waters. You can reach the island by boat, and once there, enjoy a variety of activities such as swimming, snorkeling, and water sports. The island also features an 18-hole golf course and several restaurants.

9. Visit Grand Bassin (Ganga Talao)

Grand Bassin is a sacred lake for the Hindu community in Mauritius. It is considered the most important Hindu pilgrimage site outside of India. The lake is surrounded by temples and statues, including a giant statue of Lord Shiva. Visiting during the Maha Shivaratri festival provides a unique cultural experience. Plan your dream vacation with BookTrip4u and discover the best things to do in Mauritius.

10. Taste the Local Cuisine

Mauritian cuisine is a delightful blend of Indian, Chinese, Creole, and European influences. Don’t miss out on trying local dishes such as:

Dholl Puri: A popular street food, flatbread stuffed with ground split peas.

Gateaux Piments: Spicy fried lentil cakes.

Seafood: Freshly caught fish, octopus, and prawns prepared in various styles.

Conclusion

Mauritius is a destination that offers something for everyone. Its stunning natural beauty, vibrant culture, and endless activities make it an ideal destination for all types of travelers. Whether you want to relax on the beach, explore the underwater world, hike through lush landscapes, or immerse yourself in the local culture, Mauritius will not disappoint. 

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Discover the Magic of Port Louis: Top Attractions and Activities Await!

Explore the vibrant capital city of Mauritius with our guide to the best things to do in Port Louis. From cultural landmarks to local markets, there's something for everyone in this bustling metropolis. Don't miss out on the unforgettable experiences waiting for you in Port Louis!

[dazonntravels1]

Thinking of going on a honeymoon to Mauritius? Great choice! There are loads of fun things to do there.

[nonasuch]

Miss Universe National Costume 2024, Part 2!

Splitting this off into a new post so I'm not clogging up everyone's dash quite as much.

Miss Malta is some sort of environmental protection Sailor Scout. I think the giant bow would look better on the back of the skirt but otherwise this is solid.

It has just come to my attention that I skipped over Miss Albania and several other A/B countries, back at the beginning. I sincerely apologize! She went to all this trouble putting together a Fifth Element cruise ship passenger costume, and I nearly missed it.

Miss Armenia, in what even I have to admit would be a legit Princess Leia fit.

Miss Bahrain, adding some green to her Gold And Vaguely Historical look, along with what is either a comically large prop chalice or an upside-down lamp.

Miss Bangladesh appears to believe that adding two plush tigers from the toy store around the corner from the pageant venue will conceal the fact that she is just wearing a tiger-print evening dress. Miss Bangladesh is incorrect.

Miss Belgium. Girl. No.

Miss Belize let the seventh-grade art class do her whole costume, which was a bold choice.

Okay, I think that's everyone I missed! Back to alphabetical order. And I should have to rely less on shitty screenshots, now. Some countries were benefiting from the low resolution, tbh.

Kind of feel like Miss Maldives had a luggage mishap and she's just wearing the outfit she packed for a slightly dressy dinner.

Miss Martinique's costume would honestly have looked better in the shitty screencap version. The construction is... bad. It's bad.

Feel like we're in a little bit of slump here. Miss Mauritius did not stick enough butterfly appliqués to her gown to conceal that it is, in fact, just a regular evening gown.

Slump officially over! We are so back. Everyone say thank you, Miss Mexico.

I would like this better if it had just committed to the giant skirt and not felt the need to make it a Sexy Miniskirt look. Sorry, Miss Moldova.

Miss Mongolia wanted to stand out from all the other gold armor on stage, so she decided to a) wear cooler armor and b) bring a bow and arrow instead of a sword. Great work, Miss Mongolia.

Starting to feel like I'm picking on the smaller countries that probably don't have a huge pageant culture or the budget for really elaborate costumes, but on the other hand Miss Montenegro's costume is super low-effort AND the fabrics look cheap, so what am I supposed to do?

Okay, this looks like a pretty standard Miss Universe Sexy Bird, yes? Well, THIS is how Miss Myanmar entered the stage:

She had to fight her way out of that thing! God only knows what the visibility was like in there.

I think the hat is doing most of the heavy lifting to keep Miss Namibia's costume from being Just An Evening Dress, sadly.

Oh, yikes. It's more obvious in motion but Miss Nepal's bodice looks like it's made of craft foam and it fits real weird. The rest of it looks a little like she got together with Miss Cyprus and a pile of tablecloths for a sewing bee last night, I'm sorry to say.

Miss Netherlands has chosen a Tribute to Delft. I think if I were in charge of this costume I would do a much fuller skirt that falls from the waist, instead of the weird trumpet-skirt-with-hoop we've got here. And, obviously, I would make the windmill on the bodice actually spin.

It looks like she's having some issues keeping the wings and peplum in place, but I really like Miss New Zealand's costume from a design perspective. It at least slightly resembles the bird it's supposed to be (New Zealand fantail) and I think the feather pattern is meant to be in a Maori art style.

Miss Nicaragua is a Sexy Cathedral, which I think might be a Miss Universe first and is definitely a big old step closer to drag.

Okay, pausing here to get the next batch ready.

[xclowniex]

They're already blaming the wildfires on jews

The fact that they're saying that bombs are causing the wildfires and will continue to cause climate change by saying that the US is funding climate collapse.

And I do agree with part of what she said, climate reparations do need to be paid to indigenous communities. But to paint Israel as causing all these serious climate events is ridiculous.

This is going to be long as I do the math and show my maths but I show my maths to prove I'm not pulling numbers out of my arsehole.

The war hasn't produced enough emissions to be a main cause of climate change.

The only figures we have are for the first 120 days of the war. 450,000 tonnes of greenhouse gasses were released. This include emissions from both Israel and Hamas, using both military operations and infrastructure to come to thay conclusion.

Assuming it stays at the same level 1,350,000 or 1 million and 350 thousand tonnes for those who prefer bigger numbers written.

According to the World Meteorological Organization, total emissions projected at the end of 2024 per data published November 2024 was 41.6 billion tonnes. This is a compounded figure so to find out emissions released in 2024 alone, we'd need to subtract 2023 compounded figure (37.4b) from 2024 estimated compounded figure. This is figure is 4.2 billion.

So to take the figure of the war emissions estimate for 1 year and find out the percentage of total emissions 2024, it makes up 0.03% of total emissions.

No 2024 breakdown for each country has been publish so by using 2023 figures and assuming the percentages are similar to 2024, here are some but very much not all, of the countries which had higher emissions than the war for 1 year

Chad, Maldives, Togo, niger, Madagascar, Haiti, Congo, Iceland, Mauritius, Namibia, Albania, Papa New Guinea, New Caledonia, Afghanistan, Nicaragua, Burkina Faso, Jamaica, Armenia, Cyprus, Uganda, etc.

153 countries/autonomous territories had more emissions than the war in the span of a year.

And it honestly is more. The percentages only go as low as 0.01% before it taps out and puts then at zero.

160 countries if we go by tonnes, released more emissions than the war in the span of a year.

So even if all the emissions were from Israel with the war emissions, it still isn't a lot.

If we talk about the increase, so how much the emissions affected total emission increase. The best figure is also from the world metrological organization is 0.4 billion aka 400 million tones.

The war emissions was literally 0.33% of the total increase. 398,650,000 emissions were still released more than last year excluding the wars contribution.

There is no ecocide done by Israel.

And I also find it insulting that she compares the LA wildfires to Gaza and says they're going through the same thing.

Do not get me wrong, my heart does go out to all of those affected by the fire.

But you're telling me, that (per figures earlier today) 7 people killed and 10,000 structures (including cars) damaged is the same as the destruction and lives lost in Gaza.

You have to be joking.

I've said it before and I'll say it again. Whilst I support Israel existing and it does have a right to defend itself, the Israeli government has gone too far.

I've also said it before but I'll say it again - two things can both be horrendously bad and still have quantifiable measures of which was more destructive and caused more harm.

The LA fires are bad and what's happening in Gaza is also bad. Both are bad and deserve attention.

But to act like the damages caused by the fire is the same as Gaza??????? Absolutely cooked behavior please get off the internet forever.

[delewlew]

can you watch my boyfriend for me: charles leclerc x black fem! reader °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

request: Can you do the “watch my bf for me” with Charles and he gets nervous and call for yn to come back pretty pretty please 🙏🏾

warnings: none

author's note: this one is a little short cuz i was running on no sleep and good vibes...but it's not too short i hope! please let me know how yall like this one. comments and reblogs are always appreciated <3

never in a million years did you see yourself dating someone like charles leclerc. it wasn't that you didn't believe someone like him could find you attractive because to be quite frank, you were stunning and you knew it. the thing was you didn't picture yourself in love with someone who had the social status charles held. you'd assumed that rather than being in love with you he'd be in love with himself, instead of feeding his family he'd be more fixated on feeding his ego. however, upon meeting him for the first time you realized that those were simply preconceived notions that couldn't be further from the truth. that gentle smile and welcoming gaze wasn't a facade to draw girls like you in to become a pawn in some twisted romance game. he was genuinely a sweet and loving man who had nothing but love to give.

you met charles a year ago in baku at the azerbaijan grand prix after you'd been invited to attend because you worked as an influencer. it was your first time attending a grand prix and you got the complete hook up. it was qualifying day and you'd showed up to the paddock ready to enjoy the day in the early morning when there was a problem with security. for whatever reason the security guards were refusing to let you enter the paddock despite having proper identification. then, like an answer to your prayers a young man with ice blue eyes and the most perfect dimples came to your rescue, informing the staff that you were with him. a year later and here you were, actually with him but as a girlfriend instead of a stranger looking for help.

the social media following on all of your pages grew massively but you remained the same person you'd been before any of this happened. sure, now you were sitting in the ferrari garage every weekend, getting invited to more exclusive events, and getting spoiled by your boyfriend to where he had to lift the spending limit on his credit card. but you were still the same girl as you'd always been, posting videos that made you happy and getting paid for it.

𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊

summer break had just begun for charles which meant that you had him all to yourself until he had to return back to work. this also meant you had to find a way to create content that would still garner enough attention when there weren't races for you to post about attending. you didn't like posting about your relationship in general because it felt unauthentic. your relationship wasn't the only defining thing about you and your career, it came after, so you preferred to keep work and personal life separate even if there is a little overlap between the two. but, the new tiktok trend you'd seen on your for you page was enough to convince you to break your personal rule, just this once.

you'd surprised charles with tickets to mauritius for break since he'd mentioned to you a few months ago that he'd love to go one day. so for the next week you and him were going to be spending time in paradise and you couldn't be happier. the two of you all had agreed on a 'no phones' policy, only agreeing to upload a photo dump at the end of the trip. until then you both were only going to take pictures and videos on your devices, or just 'live in the moment' and keep things exclusively to memory. however, before you both were going to turn off your access to social media, you wanted to hop on one last trend:

you were sitting on charles' lap as you gently braided the stems of small yellow flowers together. in front of you, your phone was propped your phone up against the small vase that sat at the center of the table. the video was already recording and you pretended that you were making a tutorial for how to make a flower crown. it was obvious charles was paying no attention to what you were doing by the way his head rested on shoulder with his face not visible to the camera. his hand rested at your hip with his thumb hooked through the belt loop of your jeans. he was busy looking at his phone in his free hand, going through random social media posts.

charles heard you murmur something but he wasn't paying too much attention so he assumed it was something about your flowers. he only looked up when you slipped from his hold. you simply said, "hold on- he'll show you how to do it." you handed charles the nearly finished flower chain and ran off before he could even object. your boyfriend froze awkwardly for a minute, his eyes darting from the camera to six other spots in the room as he clearly waited for you to come back. there was a soft hum he let out then he muttered, "i do not know where she went off to. but she told me to show you so...i guess i show you what to do."

silence fell over the room as charles was very focused and made attempts to demonstrate how you'd been weaving the flowers together. his cheeks flushed pink and his palms grew sweaty as he messed up three times in a row, that dimpled grin that you fell for long ago making an appearance. after the longest minute of his life he finally caved, "Ma chérie, reviens s'il te plaît, je ne peux pas faire ça." you let out a loud laugh and ran back into the room with a smile on your face as you sat back on charles' lap and he tucked his face into the back of your shoulder. [my darling come back please, i can't do this]

you examined the woven flowers and let out a soft giggle, "aw charlie you kinda made it worse." his arms wrapped around your torso holding you tighter to his lap as if he was worried you'd run off again leaving him alone. he let out a muffled reply, "then stay with me and show me how to fix it."

𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊

the end.

[cheriladycl01]

Billion Dollar Baby - Grid x Billionare! Reader x Lewis Hamilton (Rom) Part 2

Plot: Girlie loves Formula One, but she also loved Chaos and Drama so she offers the FIA/ the F1 Teams 300 million to do a race … for her under her rules!

You’d been working tirelessly with the FIA and all the teams, making sure that their cars were the same as the ones currently on track and that the teams still had enough time for their regular tasks within the team.

You’d been between the UK, Monaco, Italy and the US. Helping all the teams prepare, going round to get special one time sponsors involved in the name of charity and you were honesty exhausted.

You decided it was time for a break, and therefore time to call upon one of your holiday homes. You didn’t know whether you wanted to go to Greece or Mauritius. But you knew you just needed some time away.

You were walking around London looking for a new suitcase, your 10 year old Louis Vuitton had finally given up and was no longer able to be used. So you knew you needed to find something different.

“Do you guys like this one?” You asked the security guards that were with you. Your personal assistant was also supposed to be there, but since you were about to go on holiday she also decided to take her annual leave.

Apparently she got a last minute flight to Canada, and you knew she worked extremely hard to make your horrendously busy like a little easier so you knew this would be important for her.

“Mmmm very nice Miss” one smiles and you cock your head to the side with a little laugh.

“No passion, I definitely needed Lysa here” you sigh jokingly making security laugh.

“Miss, where do you wish to go after this? Harrods is close enough” he offers and you nod, knowing it was safely walkable.

As your walking you spot someone across the street from you, and before you can even look to see if there are any cars coming down the one way street you’re crossing the road to that individual.

“Lewis! Lewis! Hi!” You smile running over to him, your group of security chasing after you.

“Y/N? What are you doing in the UK?” He asks looking over you. He hadn’t seen you since the meeting with all the teams and the FIA, you looked more tired. Not that you looked bad tired, Lewis thought it was impossible for you to look bad at all, he’s seen you at your worst and still thought you were gorgeous.

“Just here before I go on holiday for a little bit. Most of my work is done with the teams so I wanted a little break from work and this race that I’ve been organising. I hope you’ll find it fun, and get a chance to see a new light of the sport” you smile calmly and be smiles back at you.

“Where are you going?” He asks, knowing you had a few comfort vacation sports and if he were to guess you’d be going to one of those rather than somewhere new.

“Mauritius” you smile and he grins, you guys always went there together. He was shocked that you hadn’t sold the Villa on after the two of you broke up considering how many summer or winter breaks you’d spent there.

“At the Villa? Or?” He asks.

“Mmmm at the Villa, say you guys have a nice little break now. Do you want to come with me?” You ask out if the blue.

“Oh, erm you want me to come with you?” He asks a bit shocked that you’d offered.

“Yeah for old time sake?” You smile awkwardly and he just coughs with a little laugh.

“Look, I thought about what you said and you were … are it for me too. And if you want to, I’m willing to try again. Only if … that’s something you wanted” you admit and he just stands there with his jaw dropped, the security guards are awkwardly trying to act as if they aren’t actually there.

“Y/N, I thought …” he says and you cock your head in confusion.

“You thought?” You push him to finish what he was about to say.

“You hated me in all honesty. And I thought you’d never give me another chance. I don’t even know if I deserve one with the way I ended things” he sighs.

“We needed things to end when they did Lewis otherwise it was going down a route neither of us would have been happy down. But I think we’ve both had time to grow since and I think part of me always knew if make my way back to you!” You smile at him and a soft grin breaks out on his face.

“Of course I’ll come with you! What are you doing right now?” He asks finally smiling and nodding at your security and saying a small little hello.

“Suitcase shopping the Dior one has officially been decommissioned” you smile and he nods knowing the exact one you were on about considering it was brought to every race, every business trip and every holiday you joined him on or he joined you on.

“Ah yes. The one that the spider from Qatar travelled back to the UK with us in” he laughs at the memory and how you both freaked out seeing the thick bodied brown spider that to you and Lewis thought could be some kind of Tarantula.

“Oh god don’t remind me! That was terrifying! Do you want to come help me look for a new one, we were about to go to Harrods” you offer and you smile at him.

“Yea, I think I’d like that!” He smiles taking your hand.

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[royallyprincesslilly]

Title: What We Did In The Dark {4}

Lewis Hamilton x Reader

Warning: Language, 18+ Mature Content, Angst, Small Time Jumps, Preggo Talk, Pregnancy Trope, Talk of Pregnancy Termination

Words: 6.2k

Summary: Neither of you planned any of it. You’d met by chance, and everything that happened after had to have been predestined. Now back to your own life, you find you have a special souvenir from your time in Mauritius and you have a tough decision to make.

As always, thank you for reading. I appreciate it!

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Chapter Four: Into The Unknown

-Y/N-

“Ah, Y/N. Welcome back. I am very happy to see you again,” Dr. Olumichi said as she got comfortable in the high rolling stool.

“Are you?”

“Yes of course. I also knew I would see you again,” she added.

“I didn’t even know I would see you again.”

She chuckled, “I’ve been in the business of babies for a long time, and I’ve developed a skill for knowing who will rise to the occasion and who will choose to have more time to get there.”

“It was touch or go there for a week or two,” you admitted.

“But here we are,” Villie finished.

The three of you smiled.

“Right where you were meant to be,” Dr. Olumichi said as she rolled closer.

“This is Villie, my best friend.”

“And babies’ auntie,” Villie filled in.

Dr. Olumichi smiled then shook Villie’s hand. “Nice to meet you Villie. What an interesting name.”

“I promise it’s not short for villian, just to put that out there.

Dr. Olumichi laughed loudly.

“It’s short for Valenza. Here’s my card in case you ever need an attorney who has got your back for your interests and not my own like other attorneys if you know what I mean.”

All your eyes met, and an unspoken understanding sparked between you. She knew just what Villie meant.

“Thank you Villie. All right, so 1st official prenatal appointment. How exciting, yeah?”

You took a deep breath and nodded. “Yeah.”

It didn’t sound believable but hey, it was still early.

“Don’t worry. When we get to the main event--,” Dr Olumichi gestured to the sonogram machine. “You’ll be whistling a different tune. Ultrasounds and sonograms are completely different experiences. All right so you are precisely 19 weeks. Welcome to your 5th month. You are practically halfway there.”

“Already? She just started,” Villie chimed in.

“She didn’t. It’s just that she just found out about it because this was a cryptic pregnancy, a definite one especially seeing that they are twins. You’ve gone through the normal time for morning sickness and the drain of energy. The next 2 months are known as the sweet spot of pregnancy, your energy levels out often times you get some energy. It’s known as the most comfortable time before you are too big to move or see your feet. So enjoy this time.”

You nodded and tried to remain present and not panic. As Dr. Olumichi explained what was happening inside of your body with the babies then to your body with you, she went further to explain what you should expect over the next few weeks. As she listed some of the not so cute and fun things to expect your face went from neutral to slightly worried. She immediately noticed and did her best to soothe any worries by offsetting them with more realistic positives.

“You look overwhelmed,” Dr. Olumici said taking a break from information dumping.

You sighed, then took a deep breath. “It’s a lot to take in.”

“I can imagine. However, you are in good hands Y/N. I’ve been doing this a long time and the way I work with my moms to be is in a partnership. You worry about remaining healthy and stress free and taking your vitamins and precautions for your safety and I will handle the rest. I will help ensure that you are ready for what happens in fourish months and immediately after.”

Her smile was warm and her eyes kind and instantly you felt at ease.

“Here at Mom to Be & Baby to Be we are more than just gynecology and obstetrics. I pride myself on this organizations work with really working with mothers and ensuring that they have all the resources and help for this lifetime journey. A more prepared mom is a happier and more successful mom,” Dr. Olumici finished.

“That sounds amazing,” Villie said. “Oh my god, Y/N, she’s amazing.”

You smiled and nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly. The remainder of the appointment progressed with Dr. Olumici going over your blood work and levels while explaining any risks that were relevant to you. She then took care with measuring your belly growth as well as the babies inside. When she set up the sonogram machine both you and Villie perked up.

“All right the main event. Another thing to think about is if you want to know the sex of the babies.”

“Of course,” Villie squeaked before you could even process the sentence.

She spun around to look at you then made a “yikes” face. “Yes, right?”

You thought for a minute but just as you were going to say yes you thought about experiencing that moment with Lewis. When you thought that you nearly rolled your eyes into the back of your skull. How in the hell would you experience it with him? He didn’t even know and for all you knew he would probably deny that they were his. You must have remained silent for too long or your face betrayed your conflict because Villie’s hand engulfed yours.

“It’s okay. We don’t have to find out.”

“No um—I was just thinking—yeah we can find out. that would be nice.”

“Are you sure? If you would want to wait for the father or some other time--.”

Villie gasped, “Is that your hang up? That is an option, it could be a good thing to wait for him it could be something to ease the news down.”

You shook your head. “No, no. I want to know.”

“Okay. Then let’s give these movie stars their close up,” Dr. Olumici joked as you grabbed the bottle of gel and stood from her stool.

You watched as she squirted an ample amount of gel onto your protruding belly. It was warmer than you’d expected, and you guessed it had to have been heated. As she approached with the Doppler wand, you tried to calm your rapidly beating heart. You didn’t know if you were excited or nervous. It could have been a mixture of both at this point. You’d accepted your situation, but you didn’t think you’d crossed the threshold of being happy about it.

“Okay, let’s see.”

Your doctor moved the wand over your belly, spreading the gel as she went. The sound in the room amplified and filled making you feel as if you were underwater. Three pairs of eyes were glued to the screen waiting for the first appearance of a little body.

“Hm, there’s aren’t many places they can hide at this stage, but I see they want to play hide and seek.”

Suddenly, empty greyness changed to darker grey imaging and then the room filled with out of sync heartbeats.

“Ah-ha, there they are.”

Villie gasped, covered her mouth, then snapped her head to you.

“There are your babies.”

You gaped at the screen staring at their small bodies and allowing the sound of their hearts to fill you.

“Holy shit. This is real.”

“Oh yeah. This is as real as it gets,” Dr. Olumici said.

She tapped across the keyboard then the image magnified leaving you with a clear image that had now turned from shades of grey and white to amber and honey hues.

“They look wonderful at first glance. Let’s go more in depth though.”

You watched your doctor get a view from every angle imaginable. With each angle change, she tapped across the keyboard freezing the image for a few seconds before moving on. Each new image made your heart slow rather than speed up. It was as if the nerves from before were stilling and dissipating, like before nothing made sense but now everything made sense.

“So as a whole, they look great. They are measuring well. The only thing I see is they are maybe 2 or 3 centimeters off to where I would want them to be, but I will credit you not knowing you were pregnant and the need for some vitamins and a balanced diet. Now that you are aware you are eating for three hopefully they will catch up because in the earlier months is when twins gain their most weight. When the womb becomes cramped, growing becomes tough and uncomfortable. So let’s really aim for 3 full balanced meals and two to three nutritious snacks a day.”

You nodded.

“All right. So—sex?”

“I’m not having any.”

Villie snorted.

“No, no. Do you want to know the sex?”

Biting your bottom lip you thought it over once more. Curiosity was pecking away at you and though Villie was right, if you did tell Lewis about the pregnancy finding out the genders together would be a way to drive it home and or bond over the moment. The debate in your head was annoying because each side of the argument gave good points, however, curiosity won with you each and every time.

“Let’s do it.”

The two other women in the room smiled then focused back onto the screen.

“All right, let’s do it.”

Dr. Olumici took just a few moments and each second that ticked away made your heart pound even harder. This was excitement. When Villie saw a smile on your face she squeezed your hand.

“You’re excited too right? It’s not just me.”

“I’m excited,” you said finally and truly meant it.

“Ha, the easiest inquiry,” Dr. Olumici began with a snort. “These babies are not shy.”

“Wonder where they get that from,” Villie said eying you.

You rolled your eyes and leaned closer to the screen. “What are they?”

“This one on the left is a boy and on the right is his sister.”

Your eyes bugged as an “oof” escaped you. You felt like you’d just gotten a foot to gut but it didn’t hurt.

“What was that!?”

“I just saw it. That would be your daughter asserting herself early with a kick.”

Your jaw dropped. “Oh my god. Really?”

Your doctor nodded as a wave of euphoria washed over you. You remembered this feeling. It was similar to how you felt when you’d gotten the call that a broadcasting channel wanted to pay you to travel officially and put you on every streaming device across the globe. You felt like that but only 100 times better. The kick to the gut came again and again.

“Oh my god.”

“They’re really awake now. Say hello mom.”

You stared at the screen at the two life forms that were growing inside of you with awe and wonderment. You didn’t know they existed a few short weeks ago but now that you knew and had seen and felt them you couldn’t ever imagine going back. You couldn’t believe your situation now. In theory you knew how babies were made and everyone knew that whenever they had sex there was always some chance of one being made but no one ever thought that they would really make one even if they didn’t use protection. Looking back pregnancy was the last thing on your mind that night and now it was the first.

The remainder of the appointment went by in a blur. You went through everything related to the pregnancy and your concerns and fears with Dr. Olumici then made a detailed calendar of appointments and check-ins. By the time you left 3 hours had passed and you were equipped with every kind of tool known to pregnant women support known to the mental health field plus one auntie-godmother who was just as equally on cloud nine as you were.

~~~~~~~~

Now sitting in a corner booth at Cheesecake Factory you were fully indulging your craving for cheesecake with not one but three slices of your faves while staring haplessly at the sonogram pictures of your babies.

“You look so in love,” Villie said.

You looked across at her with a wide smile.

“Cheesecake and a belly full of cute babies. How can I not be?”

She chuckled then sighed. “They are cute. Totally unfair to the rest of society, I mean you see the gene pool. I saw some resemblance in the forehead area.”

You snorted. “You know you not right.”

Villie laughed then took a sip of her drink. “I kid. I kid.”

You sighed then put a large forkful of cheesecake into your mouth. “Think this counts as a balanced meal?”

“No, Y/N, but I think it definitely counts as 1 of 3 nutritional snacks.”

You smiled wide. “I love you.”

“Happy wife, happy life,” Villie teased.

Just then her phone rang drawing both of your attention to it. The smile on her face told you just who it was.

“Go ahead.”

“Hello?”

She sounded like a lovesick freshman who was so under the spell of her paramour that everything and everyone else ceased to exist. ‘When you saw her twirl a thick strip of dark curls around her finger you scoffed. Must be nice, you thought before your mind went back to all those weeks ago when you’d felt anything close to what she felt.

The memory of Lewis’ hand brushing against your cheek sparked a heat inside of you that gently simmered until the memory of his thick thumb slid across your bottom lip. That slow, simmering heat kindled into a mild inferno. The more you remembered from your night together, the hotter you became. Thankfully, before you could fall deep into this dangerous desire you still felt when you thought about him, you felt Villie’s hand on your arm.

Her eyes were boring into you. “Are you all right? Is it—,” she asked dropping her eyes to your stomach.

“No, no. I’m fine. Sorry. I just—zoned out.”

Villie nodded and then brought the phone back to her ear. “Call me when you land. Okay. Bye.”

When she dropped her phone back into her purse, she looked at you.

“Miles come into town?”

Villie nodded but she didn’t make eye contact with you.

“So y’all have a date tonight?”

“Not quite.”

“It’s okay Villie, we don’t have to hang out every night. I will be fine alone. Honestly, I’m not alone anymore,” you said cradling your newly popped bump.

“No, I um—I told him I wanted you to meet him.”

Your eyes bugged then. “You did what? When?”

“Tonight?”

“Yeah. I really want to know what you think of him before things go any further.”

“Villie—.”

“I know. I promise I didn’t bring it up to back you into a corner or anything. I was actually planning for it to happen before you told me about the pregnancy. I’m sorry.”

You took a deep breath and tried not to freak out.

“Don’t apologize. I get it. It’s fine, it’s what we do.”

“So, it’s okay?”

“Yeah. We’ll do a late dinner.”

Villie jumped out of her seat and onto you, throwing her arms around your neck, “Thank you, Y/N. I swear I will take your lead about the pregnancy.”

You smiled and tried to hide the rising panic you felt. Your once hectic but simple life had now turned into a damn episode of Jane the Virgin.

~~~~~~~~~

-That Night-

Though you’d tried to find ways to get out of the dinner you found yourself sitting beside Villie in a cab on your way to Island Gardens restaurant. You could feel Villie’s excitement rolling off of her, but you could tell she was also nervous. She knew you would not be shy about assessing him and letting her know what you thought of him.

You were notorious for being picky about the men she entertained. You always had been ever since the douche from college who had the audacity to ghost her after knocking her up. You refused to let another asshole slip through the ranks especially knowing how much of a catch your best friend was. Any man who intended to even step a pinky toe into her personal space had to pass the test. You didn’t give half a shit if it meant you were called too picky. All it meant was any man better rise to the fucking occasion.

You dropped your hand to Villie’s knee hoping to steady her leg that had not stopped shaking since you’d gotten in the car.

“It’s okay Villie. Calm down.”

She took a deep breath then slowly released it. “What if you don’t like him?”

“V, if he has passed your wards, then I am sure he’ll appease me.”

She snorted then dropped her head to your shoulder. “You’ll like him.”

She sounded as if she were trying to convince herself more than you and you couldn’t help but laugh. You hadn’t seen her like this in a long, long time. It was too cute. By the time the car rolled up to the front of the restaurant, she’d calmed down some, but your nerves were rising. It had taken an hour to find something that hid your belly. Then it took another hour to find something that not only hid your belly but didn’t make you look bloated. The dress you wore now was something you hadn’t worn in a long time, but it did the trick—mostly. You still felt as if it drew attention to your midsection and other parts of your body that were new thanks to baby 1 and baby 2.

“Reservation?”

Then hostess smiled widely showcasing her perfectly straightened teeth and corner dimples.

“We’re meeting someone here,” Villie managed to get out.

“Okay, sure thing. Name please?”

Villie leaned closer and spoke lowly. “Miles.”

The hostess looked at her then you and smiled softly as she tapped the letters into the keyboard.

“Got them. Thea will take you to your table. Have a good night.”

Villie smiled, looped her arm with yours again then walked off behind a gorgeous woman who was tall enough to be a model and so svelte you felt envious because you were so far from svelte now and had no hope of being that way again for many more months.

“Follow me, ladies.”

You pushed the thoughts out of your head and brought yourself back to the moment. When you heard Villie release a small gasp you knew she’d spotted Miles. Seconds later she’d let go of your arm and was in his. You watched as they kissed as if they hadn’t seen each other in months when you were sure it was merely weeks. You thanked the seater then waited for them to finish. However, when they should have finished, his hand slid down to cup her ass. Villie giggled then which triggered his sort of giggle. Part of you felt so happy for her but the other part cringed a little.

“Mm. Oh. Baby,” Villie began turning to you. “Officially meet my best friend in the entire world, Y/N. Bestie this is Miles.”

He had to have been 7 feet tall. Even with you in heels, he was still towering over you. You approached him and shook his outstretched hand, but he pulled you toward him and kissed both your cheeks like some rich cosmopolitan. You were so taken off guard that you didn’t realize the hand you had shaken seconds before was nudged between your bodies and pressing against your burgeoning belly.

Oh shit, you thought as you tried to act normal and not panic because you knew it would bring more unwanted attention. You put distance between you and smiled.

“It’s nice to officially meet you Miles.”

“You too. Valenza talks about you all the time. I feel like I know you personally already.”

You giggled and looked at Villie who was staring at this man like he hung the stars each and every night in the sky. You could not believe the whole switch in her. You’d never seen her like this with someone.

“Same,” you replied with a smile.

The three of you moved to the table and as you got situated you watched how Miles pulled out her seat, made sure she sat down first, then proceeded to make sure she was comfortable. Then he hurried over to catch your seat before you pulled it out for yourself. You thanked him as you sat then watched as he whispered something to Villie that made her lean to kiss his cheek. It was then you knew that by the end of the night, you’d vomit from all this sweetness.

Most guys that Villie had you meet treated the meeting as something casual or something that didn’t mean anything. They cracked weird pedo jokes, freely groped her, and showcased some questionable behaviors that anyone would think were weird. Some even went above and beyond with their efforts to impress you. Some told completely unrealistic stories and flat-out lies that were obvious lies but expected you to swallow them as facts. Rarely did you meet anyone who tried to impress you naturally.

Throughout appetizers, Miles treated Villie like a queen. He fed her food off his plate, made sure her wine glass was never empty, occasionally nudged her, which spoke of an inside joke that she understood. The thing that made you warm a little towards him was how he looked at her when she wasn’t looking at him. He looked at her the way your grandfather looked at your grandmother—full of awe and wonder.

As you moved on to main courses, every time Villie laughed his eyes lit up like Christmas morning. It was adorable. When he began asking you about yourself you gathered he was unlike other men she’d dated. As you told him about your job, hobbies, and stories about Villie that both of you experienced he genuinely looked entertained and interested.

However, it was when his questions about you got more detailed did you know that he was really serious about her. Any man who took the time to get to know his girl’s best friend understood simplistic reasoning and the simplistic reasoning was that this was a test, and the best friend is the end all be all. If she approved then not only would she not be a problem for him, but she would become his ally.

After dinner, which Miles paid for, the three of you made moves to go to another venue but you’d seen enough. You pulled Villie into a hug.

“He’s great. Be happy.”

Her smile was so bright that you had to cringe away from her.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. My only caution is maybe to stay away from deep penetrative positions because his height says you will die.”

Villie screeched loudly then laughed so loud that everyone that was nearby stared.

“Oh my god! Y/N!”

You laughed.

“My mama ain’t raise no bitch!”

You snorted, shook your head then nodded because you knew this caution fell on deaf ears.

“What’s so funny over here?”

“Nothing. I’m going to head out,” you replied.

“So soon? You sure you don’t want to hang? I heard of this cool exhibit tonight,” Miles began.

“No, no, it’s all good. I’m actually a little tired. It’s been a long day.”

“Oh. Okay. It was really good to meet you officially and I’m glad you’re doing better and feeling better.”

“Yeah. Thank you so much for understanding again. I swear I will never rearend you again.”

The two of you chuckled.

“Hey, what are you doing this weekend?”

“Um—uh--.”

“I’m not trying to be weird or anything I swear.”

“Not trying to set up some best friend threesome?”

Miles snorted. “God no. Valenza is—more than enough,” he said staring at her.

From the look they exchanged you knew just what they would be doing the rest of the night.

“And—I don’t think threesomes are recommended in your—condition.”

Your eyes widened as Miles motioned to your stomach. He could tell?

“You can—wait—you—what do you know?”

Miles looked to Villie then you then back to Villie. “Uh—that you’re—pregnant. I’m not judging it’s cool. I mean you can barely tell but I hugged you and then you weren’t drinking or anything so--.”

You looked at Villie who also looked ready to panic.

It’s no big deal. I promise. Congratulations to you. What I meant was that this weekend is the Miami Grand Prix, and I can get you guys in for the VIP experience.”

You felt like you’d heard that from somewhere but for the life of you, you couldn’t figure out where or what it was. Maybe it was because it had taken him moments to guess you were pregnant then 2 hours tops to confirm it. The blank look on your face must have been the dead giveaway for him because he chuckled a little.

“Are you a fan?”

“Fan? Oh—yeah totally. That sounds cool,” you said hoping to steer the conversation away from you being pregnant.

“Cool. So tomorrow starts the weekend. You and Valenza can come together, meet up there?”

“Sure.”

Just then your Lyft pulled up and you hugged Villie once more then waved to Miles before you got in. While the car pulled off you waved to them both then leaned back once they were out of sight.

“Oh my god!”

You dropped your head into your hands and proceeded to panic the entire ride home.

~~~~~~~

-The Next Day-

You took another sip from your café cup which held a large pomegranate tea. You were already missing caffeine and everything it brought to your life. Not only were you up not long after the sun came up but you were also dressed and already on the move.

“Are you as tired as I am?”

You took a sip from your cup then sighed.

“I am, but I think we’re tired for different reasons—me tossing and turning and growing two humans, you tossing and turning getting your back, cervix ovaries and soul blown out like a circus acrobat.”

Villie snorted then cackled. The driver glanced into the rearview mirror for a moment then looked back to the road.

“Oh my god. Look don’t judge me. I’m just trying to keep up with you,” she teased.

You rolled your eyes. “Ha-ha-ha!”

Another sip of tea filled you and you groaned wishing it was a large macchiato with an extra shot of espresso.

“Also, hello he sent you a chauffeured car?”

Villie smiled widely then twirled your hair.

“My baby knows how to take care of me,” Villie added.

“My baby? Damn, that was quick. I take it y’all got labels now?”

“We labeled up! That’s my man, he my boo.”

You smiled then nudged her. “I’m happy for you Villie. He seems like a good guy, and I love the way he treats you.”

“Thank you. I’m happy,” she said.

You smiled and looked back at the road. The car zipped by a billboard with the same words Miles said last night, “Miami Grand Prix”. Again something nagged at your brain, something like recognition but it wasn’t quite recognition. It felt like something was blocking the part of your brain responsible for your memory of what it meant.

Ten or so minutes later the car pulled up then stopped.

“We’ve arrived, ma’am.”

After thanking the driver, you and Villie got out and then marveled at the sea of people bustling around. As you joined them and walked toward an entrance you took notice of several people dressed wearing Ferrari, Mercedes, McLaren, and Red Bull items. You knew those brands.

“Villie, what exactly is the Miami Grand Prix? I swear it sounds familiar, but I can’t remember why or how.”

The look on Villie’s face was one of confusion. “I don’t know. I thought you knew.”

“Did you Google?”

“Girl my hands have been kinda busy for the last 12 hours.”

You cringed and shook your head. It was then you saw Miles standing just ahead.

“Hey! You guys made it.”

He hugged Villie then kissed her while babying her as if he hadn’t seen her less than 12 hours ago. You silently prayed this was not what you were in store for all day.

“You guys ready?”

“Yes!”

You had no idea where she’d found this burst of energy when she was half asleep moments ago in the car. The three of you walked on and with every step you took more and more things pointed to what this really was. When a woman passed by wearing a shirt with Lewis’ face you stopped in your tracks.

“Everything okay?”

“Um—this is Miami Grand Prix, racing—F1, right?”

“Yeah.”

Villie’s eyes widened then as it hit her as well. Miles looked at her then back to you and his confusion was evident.

“Is something wrong?”

“Uh--.”

You tried to come up with a reason to leave, or something to say to cover what was really wrong.

“No, no. Nothing is wrong.”

“Okay. Come on, the VIP experience includes paddock access with Mercedes,” he said as he walked on.

Holy shit, you thought. This was bad. This was very, very bad. Seeing no way out that wouldn’t lead to you having to confess you were carrying the babies of the man whose paddock you were on your way to, you proceeded to follow Miles. Every so often Villie looked back at you asking you with her eyes if you were all right. You’d spoken nonverbally long enough to easily pass your panicked message, “Help”.

Just as you were about to pull out your phone and fake a work emergency Miles stopped. “Welcome to the Mercedes paddock. Now Lewis isn’t here right now he’s already getting into his car but after I can get you and introduction if you’re down.”

You and Villie again exchanged quick looks before Miles continued to show you around and introduce you around. After almost twenty minutes you found yourself sitting in front of a TV with the race about to start. That was when Villie shimmied up to you.

“What do we do?”

“I don’t know. I’ve been trying to figure it out,” you whispered back.

“I can come up with an excuse for us to leave.”

“Wouldn’t that be weird? I said I was a fan. Would a fan really get up and leave a VIP experience or a once in a lifetime experience?”

“Hell yeah they would if the VIP experience is with their secret babies’ daddy,” Villie aggressively whispered back.

You chewed your bottom lip even more intently. Then the start of events sound rang out and everyone brought their attention to the largest television in the room. Within seconds, the race began, then cars sped off. You watched in somewhat awe as the controlled chaos of a start turned into the cars forming a neat traffic line. This was your first in-person race. You’d seen a few on TV and watched a lot of recap highlights but this was your first in-person one and the atmosphere was intense. You couldn’t look away from the screen or move a muscle because it was that interesting.

Before you knew it, 20 laps had gone by, and with each lap, the lead changed and when the lead changed so did the line-up. On the 6th lap, Lewis made a swift cut-off and overtook Red Bull for the number 1 spot. Then in the 19th lap, the first collision happened that barely missed Lewis. That had you on your feet so quickly that you nearly lost your balance.

Now you were standing with your hands on your stomach because as soon as the excitement picked up so did the activity in your belly. It was as if they knew their father was once again racing toward greatness. Just when everyone in the Mercedes room was beginning to relax, Red Bull attempted another overtake. The fender of the Red Bull car clipped the bumper of Lewis’ car which sent his car slanting sideways and skidding. Everyone in the room gasped, some even cursed at the brazenness of the Red Bull driver.

However, with the loss of control of his back wheels, Lewis’ car otherwise remained in complete control. He didn’t swerve wildly or burn out, he kept his lead and even managed to block any further attempts to steal his lead. Thinking of the sheer skill that took had your jaw dropped and both your hands cradling your babies—his babies.

“That’s what I’m talkin’ about!”

Miles’ voice boomed around the room when Lewis not only straightened out but inched further into a lead.

“Wow,” you marveled as a wave of intense attraction washed over you.

You wanted to do nothing more than to throw yourself on him and lick his neck no matter how sweaty it was and that was just the beginning of all you wanted to do to him. The raw force of that wave bowled you off of your feet and back into your seat. Fuck, you thought. This was not good. You thought you’d moved past this and had gotten it out of your system. You thought that one night was more than enough for you, that you’d lived out every wanton desire and urge. Feeling the heat spread through you now told you that was more than likely not the case.

Two hours later as Lewis screeded to a stop after securing P1 the entire Mercedes room was filled with celebration. The man you’d spent the last two hours talking with patted you on the back then went in for a high five. “I think you might be his good luck charm.”

“Ha! I think now. He just happens to be the GOAT,” you countered.

He chuckled. “I have to have him meet you. I think you two would hit it off. I know everyone around here would love to see him settled.”

Your eyes bugged but as you were about to speak, someone else did.

“That’s Toto for you. He and Suzie are steadily trying to marry him off,” a dark-skinned man the exact replica of Lewis said. "I don't mind, at least maybe I will get some grandchildren soon," he finished.

“Hahaha, Anthony my man,” Toto said with a chuckle.

The two men shook hands as you watched on with wide eyes. You’d seen pictures of Lewis’ father plenty of times. When they stood side by side the resemblance was really uncanny. The only difference was their skin tone, otherwise, Lewis was the spitting image of him.

“What a good race today,” Anthony said.

“I agree. I was just telling Y/N that she might be Lewis’s good luck charm. Miami hasn’t trusted him this well in a while,” Toto added.

Anthony Hamilton looked at you and smiled so warmly you couldn’t help but smile back.

“Y/N. Are you--.”

“No, no. I am no one. My best friend happens to be dating his best friend so here I am. Sort of like a 3rd wheel,” you blabbered.

“We all start from somewhere,” Toto slid in making Anthony snort.

“Well I can tell from your eyes that you’re a kind person. My son could use as many kind people around him as he can get. This business is fickle and cold.”

You caught the chill in his voice and from the look on Toto’s face both men were in a nonverbal agreement.

“Fickle and cold, huh. That’s good. At least you know where you stand with people. I’d take that over fake kindness and hidden agendas. Let a snake be a snake in the open. If I see the snakes in front of me I know my moves ahead of time. I’m sure Lew—your son is the same way. Prepare for war in secret and in the open but kill em’ in silence with kindness and skill which gives proven results.”

The two men glanced at each other then back to you with expressions you weren’t sure how to place.

“Did I say something wrong?”

“No. It’s just you sounded like Lewis there. He says prepare in the open but move in silence,” Anthony informed.

You shrugged, “Eh, mine is better.

Again both men laughed.

“You’re right Toto, I think they would hit it off.”

“See. They complement each other.”

This was too freaky for you, so you quickly changed the subject. “Uh, it was a good race. So much so I’m wiped.”

You stretched your arms as you fake yawned. You watched Anthony’s eyes dip to your midsection but before he could speak you pulled your long cardigan together. “Congratulations to you Mr. Hamilton and team Mercedes. I’m going to go on and get out of here.”

Slipping past the two men who attempted to protest your departure, you shimmied up to Villie and slyly told her you were leaving. She didn’t try to stop you at all. She knew the risk that this was. It wasn’t that you didn’t want Lewis to know that you were pregnant, you just didn’t want right now to be when he found out. You knew what it felt like to be blindsided by this news and right here and now would definitely blindside him. Plus, you weren’t 100% ready to see him again after your night together, especially with you still being attracted to him. That was a recipe for disaster—it all was.

So you slipped away with no one being the wiser. The only pair of eyes that followed you as you left was Anthony Hamilton’s and his brow said that he was more than curious as to why.

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One of the top things to do in Mauritius for nature lovers is hiking in Black River Gorges National Park. This lush paradise is home to scenic trails, rare wildlife, and stunning waterfalls. Whether you’re trekking to the highest peak or taking a leisurely hike to Alexandra Falls, the park offers breathtaking views and an unforgettable adventure.

3. Explore Coral Reefs at Blue Bay Marine Park

Dive into the wonders of the ocean at Blue Bay Marine Park, one of the best places for snorkeling in Mauritius. The calm, shallow waters make it ideal for beginners and experienced divers alike. Swim among vibrant coral reefs, tropical fish, and even sea turtles. This protected marine park offers a glimpse of the rich underwater ecosystem that makes Mauritius so unique.

4. Visit the Seven Coloured Earths in Chamarel

The Seven Coloured Earths of Chamarel is one of the most iconic attractions in Mauritius. This natural phenomenon features dunes in hues of red, violet, green, and blue, created by volcanic activity and mineral-rich soil. Just a short walk away, you’ll find Chamarel Waterfall, adding to the area's scenic charm. These sights are perfect for photography and offer a tranquil escape into Mauritius’ geological wonders.

5. Wander Through the Famous Botanical Garden

Discover the island's lush flora at the Mauritius Botanical Garden, one of the oldest in the Southern Hemisphere. Marvel at giant water lilies, rare palm trees, and exotic plants as you stroll through its serene pathways. A visit here offers a peaceful retreat and a chance to experience the unique biodiversity of Mauritius, making it a must-see attraction.

Plan Your Mauritius Holiday from Dubai

From stunning beaches to lush parks and marine adventures, Mauritius offers something for everyone. By booking a Mauritius Holiday Package from Dubai, you can create a personalized itinerary that includes these top attractions. Many packages allow tailoring to match your preferences, ensuring your vacation is as unique and memorable as Mauritius itself.

Start planning your dream getaway today, and let the island’s magic leave you with memories to cherish forever!

[dollishmehrayan]

GET TO KNOW ME Q & A BY DOLLISH ── .✦

a/n: this is just mundane facts about me for hitting 500 followers under ONE MONTH!? So yeah this is a post! <3

Hii! So tysm for 500 followers so let me greet myself to you!, my name is rayan/rayaan (pronounced ri-yaan) and you can call me riri or dollish and my pronouns are she/her (I’m biologically a girl so it’s she and her for me always please don’t misgender me) so here are some fun questions I thought to answer!!! (I’ll be editing in questions you guys ask <3) ── .✦

ᥫ᭡ ASKED QUESTIONS ── .✦

1. ‘How did you get the name dollish’ - I got the name dollish actually when I was about 2-3 years old because i was slightly chubby and my neighbors always called me a “porcelain doll” and how I acted doll-like until they named me “dollish” because it was childish + doll combined and 80% of the ppl irl call me dollish

2. ‘Where have you learned writing? Like where have you learned writing.’ - I learned writing like as in being a writer because originally I wanted to be a actual author and illustrator (still do) and I had a BIG passion for writing ever since I was a kid and was learning sight words even though English is not my first language!

3. ‘Why do you not write smut or n$fw?? I see other writers doing it fine.’ - I personally when it comes to topics such as smut I don’t feel comfortable with in general because personally it’s very hard for me to get romantically attached and smut makes me uncomfortable and I also somewhat despise it so much because I hate reducing a character to sexual appeal and etc.

4. ‘how do you easily write like headcannons so fast and release like 3-2 headcannons a day?’ - I actually just type fast secondly I’m a very creative person tbh and I always eat a lot before I write and I also have like posts on like the queue thing too! Matter of fact I’m not that active on tumblr tbh but yeah

5. ‘What socials do you have??’ - I only have tiktok for now (I also have other a lot of socials but those are personal for now) but I’m thinking of making a twitter to like promote this tumblr account but twitter Lowkey scares me so I’d rather not have that audience.

ᥫ᭡ COMMON QUESTIONS ── .✦

What's your favorite way to spend a weekend? - I personally love going out with my friends to restaurants and very cool places I also love traveling I already have been to (excluding us states because I’ve been to a lot), Japan, South Korea, bali, Portugal, nederlands, france, Belgium, uk, china, india, Norway (like 5 times) and Spain, Egypt, Germany, Maldives, Mauritius, and etc

What's a book that you'd recommend? - the book is almost TOO good I might have to gatekeep for now😞 (jk tbh I don’t read much but I can answer this but with comics!)

Are you a morning person or a night owl? - night owl defo

What's your dream job? - either a fashion designer or author or a actress

Do you have any pets? - yes! Two cats, both are Siamese cats named ren and irene!

What's your favorite type of cuisine? - too hard to choose, I’d take any food tbh I’m not a picky eater

Do you have any siblings? - yes!

there anything you dislike in your writing life? - yes! I don’t like people who copy my work or write off a lot and secondly I think as in pet peeves about becoming a fan fic writer is when you get complex requests like “write what if batboys and they’re s/o were (really long and complex and so fanon blah blah)!” Like genuinely I love it but I can’t be doing all that.

Do you have any pet peeves? - I don’t like being told off or put on the spot + plus I really hate attention seekers and narcissists too and I think also like for some reason someone watching something with me pisses me off for no reason especially if they lean over to watch my phone when it’s really no problem 😭

What was your dream job as a child? - I wanted to be an author + illustrator too so bad but also I wanted to become a pediatrician because my parents tried to force me as that too

If you could have dinner with anyone, who's one person you'd go with? - for some reason chlöe Bailey no questions asked, SHE’S FUNNY OMG or maybe like you know one of my moots 💕

Do you have a favorite childhood memory? - I sadly for some reason don’t remember my childhood that much (I think it’s best that way) but I remember watching the Wonder Woman movie as a child and like BECOMING THE BIGGEST fan girl of dc comics and also like omg I loved it so much too and maybe also like hyperfixating on themyscira as a child and trying to find out about amazons and themyscira

What's your love language? - okay so like when I give I love to give like words of affirmation and when like I receive I LOVEEE gifts like generally I love gifts so muchhh

What are two things still on your bucket list? - I think sky diving, I had the chance once in LA but I couldn’t literally because of my like fear of heights too!

What’s your biggest fear - um definitely like spiders or like secretly being hated too but also I have. DEADLY fear of spiders I feel like I can’t breath looking at them I just hate them so muchh

Do you currently live in the same place where you were born? - nope!

[orangeocelotmartyn]

Part Four of Four ? Of the Ren, Apo, and Martyn drama

Apo's Confrontation

One | Two | Three | Four

Ren: Why have we come so deep into the unknown? I'm very concerned! Apo: (sighs) Ren, the other day-- Ren: Yes? Apo: I overheard you and the Lieutenant talking about some stuff. Ren: What did you overhear? Apo: It was, it was really weird, and it was really concerning honestly, because I heard you talking about…potentially trading rats for stuff? Ren: (laughs) Apo: Now, I don't--I hope my mind doesn't deceive me here, um. Because, you know. Rats can overhear some things. But if it were to be true…I'd like for you to explain yourself. Ren: Young Apo, not everything that rat ears hears is true. This is something that one learns, as one ages and becomes wise in the world of the rat brain aging…situation. Apo: Okay, then what did you say, what did you say…to be so worried, to dismiss me about. Ren: Well. I was going to tell the entire crew tomorrow…before we headed off, but. I can tell you now. Let's just make sure that there's nobody watching…okay. There's nobody watching. It is just us. I can reveal to you…what I was talking about. The plan for the La Sangria, is to travel to the port of London…and then to finally stop off at the port of Mauritius. Which is a wonderful island, off the east coast of Africa. Now, at the port of Mauritius, my cousin Basil has set up a wonderful facility, known as a…a…uh, (laughs) Apo: Uh huh. Ren: Wait, it's coming to me. I've had many sangrias tonight, okay? Apo: I know. I know you have, Captain. Ren: It is a most wonderful and amazing facility that he has built. An all inclusive, joyous place, it is called the "Rat Lotus," and he has asked me to bring forth to him!…so-some first customers. Customers have that not seen any of the propaganda out there that say that the Rat Lotus is a terrible place to go. They've not been…confounded by the newspapers saying the terrible and dangerous hotel! No, it is the greatest hotel that has ever been created. And my--my cousin Basil needs some customers, so. He has offered me a crate of the finest sangria the world has ever seen…for a crate of customers. And so, that is the plan. Apo: But-but we already have…a lovely hotel here. We just gotta save it. Ren: Well…this is a lovely hotel, but have you ever been to Mauritius? Apo:…no. Ren: Well, let me tell you, th-the sands of Mauritius are the most beautiful sands you've ever seen. As are the-the rats that live there the most beautiful and most amazing rats that you have ever laid your ratty eyes upon. It is the most magnificent hotel, the Rat Lotus…shall go down in history as the greatest hotel that has ever hoteled. And it needs customers! And I need sangria, so. That's the trade. Customers for sangria.

Apo: Mm. Can you…I'm still a little worried. Can you promise that on-on this-on this boat ride, that no rat will get hurt? Ren: There will be nothing but joy and wonderful moments to be had for all of those-- Apo: Can you promise that no rats will get hurt? Ren: No rats shall be harmed, and they shall enjoy the most magnificent holiday from a holiday that they have ever holidayed in, in their entire lives. Although, I hope their wallets are full, because the Rat Lotus is quite an expensive, uh, quite an expensive place. Apo: Because as you do know, a Captain's word is the only thing he actually has. It's his most important, deepest thing. Ren: It is. Apo: (becoming more passionate) Without his word, he's not, he's not a Captain, he's just…well, he's just scum. Ren: I promised you I would make us a boat-- Apo: And you wouldn't be scum-- Ren: --to take us out of this Paris, I have done it, have I not? Have I lied once in my time at this hotel, I think not. Nor have I ever lied--ever as a Captain! (five seconds silence) I give you my word. Apo: Well, if you-if you are lying…and. And I wasn't mishearing you… Whatever happened on your last ship, whether you didn't trust your crew, or maybe they didn't trust you. I just want you to know to never break my trust. Because I do trust you. Ren: That's good to know. Apo: And. If you break it, I'll make sure to cut you down where you stand, Captain. Ren: Well, that goes without saying on the high seas, we play by different rules. And I accept my fate. Apo: Just like how I did to Martyn. I'll do to you. Ren: I accept my fate. Apo: Make sure you don't hurt anybody. Ren: If I betray you, I shall betray my neck! And I shall present it to you for sliceage. No questions asked! Apo: Now lets go to this Rat Lotus place that you…that you wanna go to. Ren: Yes, Uncle Basil will be very pleased. Quite a few of these rats are quite wealthy. As long as they bring a-a good amount of pocket money to the Rat Lotus, they will have the most magnificent holiday they could ever imagine! (four seconds silence) Apo: Okay. Ren: Excellent! Apo: Also! I hid all of your sangria, so. Good luck. Ren: (laughs) Well, Uncle Basil is going to set us up with crates and crates of the stuff, Apo, we will have sangria for the next three years! Apo: Until then, you're off the sangria. (Ren laughs) You may have no more. You can go check, but I've hid it all. Ren: You've hid my sangria, how could you?! Although, to be fair, we do need to sail that ship without a rudder or a wheel tomorrow. So. The less sangria the better. We need to get the customers to Uncle Basil. (three seconds silence) Apo: Good luck, Captain. Ren: Thank you Apo. We'll see you tomorrow in the La Sangria! Apo: We will. Ren: (muted) Oh my dearest fleas, that Apo is very, very observant, is he not? He managed to see through the ruse! (aside) We need some cheese. Let us escape into the--the bowels of the La Sangria. The great vessel that shall be taking us across the seas tomorrow and hopefully delivering a handful of--wealthy customers to my Uncle Basil.

[lurking-latinist]

I just keep thinking about that conversation near the end of The Mauritius Command that's just like:

Stephen: so you're a mental health specialist right?

McAdam: insofar as such a thing exists here in the 1800s, yes

Stephen: so do you ever get patients with depression?

McAdam: yeah

Stephen: what generally happens to them?

McAdam: well eventually they die like everybody else

Stephen:

McAdam: also sometimes they can do drugs about it

Stephen (who is already doing drugs about it): oh. okay thank you

[bomberqueen17]

Liveblogging the Aubreyad: Book 4, Mauritius Command, pt 2

ok so we left off with our heroes wandering around the indian ocean doing far too much with too little. Jack is In Charge and depressed about it but good at it, Stephen is pining for the dodo birds but rather grouchily doing extremely effective intelligence things out of pure hatred of Bonaparte, and the cast of supporting characters includes Lord Clonfert who is one-sidedly obsessed with Jack who barely knows he's alive, and Clonfert's doctor McAdam who keeps making unpleasantly keen observations about things and then passing out drunk. And of course Admiral Bertie, remotely in charge of everything from his station at Cape Town, who is just in this to figure out how much prize-money he can wring out of Lucky Jack's remaining luck which turns out largely to be that the guy's just a lot smarter than he looks, not that anyone seems aware of this least of all the guy himself.

But into all of this there will come an important ray of sunshine. Yes. Our favorite supporting character will soon be here.

So news reaches Cape Town from two directions. Firstly they finally get letters from home, but Sophie never dates her letters and hasn't learned to put them in waterproof envelopes, so Jack gets a stack of melted-together, mildewed, largely-illegible updates that he has to enlist Stephen to help him decipher, and they don't have much luck. She is apparently surprisingly well, underlined three times, but between the two of them even with all Stephen's code-breaking expertise they cannot work out just why anyone should be surprised about this. They also hear that Iphegenia and Magicienne are meant to join the squadron, sent via Sumatra.

But secondly they get news from out in the Indian Ocean that the remaining three French frigates have caused a bunch of fucking havoc and have captured yet more valuable British Indiamen-- the Windham is one that will come up again later-- and the HMS Victor, a sloop, along with the Portuguese Minerva, of 52 guns, now repurposed as the French Minerve. So the odds are once again in the French favor, and hurricane season is bearing down upon them.

Jack shifts his pennant back to the Boadicea, as the Raisonnable cannot endure the hurricanes, and off they go, back out to sea.

They encounter HMS Magicienne, who under Captain Curtis has managed to retake the Indiaman Windham but was not able to take the French Venus, Windham's former captor.

Stephen has a collection of gold to use as bribes, and pamphlets to put ashore for propaganda to turn the locals into supporters of the British. He accidentally tips the chest over and Jack has to help him pick it up.

“God help us," cried Jack, gazing at the mass of gold coins lying in a deep curve along the leeward side of the cabin. "What is this?" "It is technically known as money," said Stephen. "And was you to help me pick it up, instead of leering upon it with a stunned concupiscence more worthy of Danae than a king's officer, we might conceivably save some few pieces before they all slip through the cracks in the floor. Come, come, bear a hand, there.”

These go into a series of little bags which the sturdy, sure-footed Bonden is to carry ashore in a specially-made jacket all lined with pockets, as they sensibly determined that Stephen would absolutely drown himself if so weighed-down.

Boadicea, Magicienne, Nereiede now under Clonfert, and Sirius still under Pym, and Otter now under Clonfert's former lieutenant Tompkinson-- all fall to blockading Port-Louis, the capital of Mauritius, while Stephen goes with Grappler, a brig they took from the French when they took St. Paul (now under the command of a young man named Dent), to escort the retaken Indiaman Windham to La Reunion. (Jack had hoped by sending Corbett away he'd relieve the tension since Clonfert and he were on bad terms, but now Clonfert has managed to get on bad terms somehow with the easygoing Pym, to Jack's annoyance.)

Stephen returns with information, and sets out again almost immediately in Nereide, as Clonfert has a local pilot and knows the waters, and the ship draws a shallow draft. Stephen find Clonfert not very good company, but wins his favor by flattering him that his mysterious psychosomatic gut pains are truly impressively painful.

The blockade continues apace, the subversive pamphleteering likewise, and Stephen also manages to get ashore at Rodriguez with enough help from Keating's soldiers that he can excavate the bones he had longed to look for, the remains of a long-extinct dodo-like bird called the solitaire.

The tedium is eventually resolved by a hurricane, which the British squadron puts to sea to ride out, and does, but not without damage. They have to come back to refit at Cape Town, and the Admiral gives Jack very little support in dealing with the corrupt, slow-moving, greedy dockyard; Jack has to personally bribe them, left and right, with money he has to borrow for the purpose. And to cap all, his bosun has stolen so much from the ship that Jack really should court-martial him-- all the petty officers steal a little, it's a perquisite of their various ranks, but too much is too much-- but the simple fact is, there isn't anyone else who can do his job, and so Jack has to let him continue.

Iphegenia turns up, captained by a reasonable young fellow named Lambert, enterprising enough to have his statements of condition all drawn up, ready to go-- 36-gun 18-lb frigate, escorting fourteen transports full of soldiers, so that Rodriguez is sufficiently reinforced-- 1500 soldiers fewer than he'd asked for but Lt. Col. Keating is enterprising enough that he believes he can make it work, so they resolve to set about La Reunion with what they've got.

Clonfert had been competitively driving his ship to be done refitting first, but alas, he is disappointed-- Iphegenia and Magicienne are immediately ready to sail, but Nereide needs 36 hours yet. He also is weirdly competitive in conversation with Jack at various dinners, and Jack is mostly just confused and tries to avoid arguing.

They get to Rodriguez eventually, and Stephen slips away from the conferences of the various commanders and captains once he's given all the advice he feels appropriate-- he wants to go look for more solitaire bones. As he walks, someone else accosts him, calling out from behind him, and he tries to pretend he doesn't hear and walks faster, but his pursuer has longer legs and in fact is--

TOM PULLINGS

you didn't know he'd be in this book did you!!! I was delighted. He has taken the unglamorous but bill-paying job of commanding a transport, rather a career dead-end for a Navy lieutenant but a respectable position nonetheless. He is commanding the unlovely, squat Groper, of no very great sailing qualities but with an amazingly shallow draft, and is his usual cheerful self, delighted to see Stephen. Stephen, wasting no time, promises to honor him with a visit but first in the immediate moment could Tom spare him a sturdy sailor or two of fair average understanding who knows how to wield a shovel? and so while the soldiers are all loading onto the transports, Stephen and a pair of Gropers continue excavating solitaire bones for a precious few more hours.

The squadron sets out before nightfall; a big concern is that La Reunion has heavy surf on the windward side of the island, and the strategy dictates that they land troops on both leeward and windward. Both Keating and Jack are in positions of greater authority than they've ever held before, making decisions about operations the like of which they have not commanded before, and they are nervous but determined, and most importantly the two of them get along very well.

They split up, and the Boadicea is with the transports on the windward side of the island. At first the surf is minimal, but the weather worsens and the surf picks up. Jack moves up the timeline and they go in early to land their troops for fear of it worsening, but it is already severe, and the first few boats manage to get their men ashore but only by dashing against the beach, destroying the boats, and even that is causing some fatalities among the landing parties. (The first landing party was the detachment of seamen, commanded by Clonfert, who proceeds to stand on the battlements waving his sword and being extremely conspicuous throughout the rest of this, though he does no further useful things at this juncture.)

The only thing for it is to make a breakwater, and that involves sacrificing a larger ship. The Groper has a shallow draft; Jack orders Pullings to sail it in, anchor it at the last moment, and ground it on the beach in such a way that it will block the surf. Pullings does this with great promptness and accuracy, and they get a fair number of boats ashore intact, but then the anchor cable snaps and the Groper, her bows already irrevocably stove in, is hurled up onto the beach and shattered entirely.

They can't land the rest of the troops, nor can they get ashore to convey commands, and Keating is at a loss for how to proceed. After giving him a little time, Jack sort of gently steps in and says they can do no more here and must go around the other side to support the assault on the leeward side, and Keating gratefully accepts the support. A volunteer among the soldiers swims ashore to convey these orders, and they sail away.

Stephen goes ashore, and goes to parley with the French, many of whom he already knows and has already been speaking with. Keating gets the rest of his men ashore, sets up the assault beautifully, and has derived a really textbook plan of action that will gain them the island in three to four days' time.

But Stephen comes back with a surrender, to Keating's great disappointment. It has worked; they have the island, and that includes taking all the shipping in St Paul harbor as prizes. Pullings is told to go take his pick as a replacement for Groper, and winds up with a schooner that was formerly a privateer.

Jack, Keating, and the others resolve that now that they have La Reunion they must take Mauritius immediately, must scrape together all that they have and get the rest of the thing done before more orders can come from on high to slow them down, and importantly before the French can do anything about any of it. It will be tricky, but they do have enough ships, enough men, and most importantly they know what they're doing.

La Reunion has two ports-- one is Port-Louis, and the other is called Ile de la Passe or Port Southeast. Jack decides that they should assault Ile de la Passe first, and it's a tricky one with a narrow passage you have to navigate through in order to get to the harbor. The passage is defended by a battery, and since he has Clonfert with his local pilot's knowledge, Jack decides they should be detached to do this, and he should leave it up to them. Part of leadership is letting your underlings have independence.

Stephen goes with Clonfert so he can go ashore and propagandize. But the Nereiedes don't know about Stephen's foibles, and so they let him fall in when he's trying to come aboard, and he is only rescued because one of the local men loading the ship jumps in after him. So Stephen spends the whole transit to Mauritius sick in bed, recovering. Clonfert is kind to him and sits with him and is a completely different person in private, sweet and conciliatory and remarkably kind, and changes dramatically whenever there's a different audience.

McAdam resents how close Stephen and Clonfert have grown, and is rude to Stephen. He also, while drunk, is offensive about Irish Catholics, and on my first readthrough of the book I had to put it down at the point where he starts singing Croppies Lie Down, and could only come back when I'd calmed down a little myself. (I also had assumed McAdam knew Stephen was Catholic, but in the next paragraph Stephen realizes that he in fact does not suspect it.)

Stephen, stung beyond self-control, makes a fling about McAdam's drunkenness and McAdam responds with a fling about Stephen's use of laudanum. But McAdam can't remember the conversation the next day, and is mildly sheepish because he knows they argued but can't remember why.

The rest of the ships are blockading Port-Louis, but Nereiede takes the battery by Ile de la Passe, and then Clonfert spends some time amusing himself by dashing around doing various things ashore, and Stephen gets a lot of propagandizing done, and also manages to get himself a pillow stuffed with dodo feathers, to his great joy.

The French turn up at Ile de la Passe, and the Nereide is reasonably well-prepared but the shore battery is all scattered and apparently has made no plans for this. But I have grown too busy to continue this in a timely fashion so I'm going to divide it here, and I will come back in part 3 to tell you of what ensues!

[fandom-tornado]

Hey there, welcome to my new blog :)

To get things started, you can call me Tornado! I'm in a bunch of fandoms, and I decided to make a blog dedicated to incorrect quote memes for all of them. The fandoms I do are under the cut, 'cause there's a lot of them lol.

How This Blog Works:

These will all be original! I swear I'm not stealing any of them, and if you see one that looks familiar, it wasn't intentional.

I also may not post regularly, the genius comes and goes as it pleases.

Sending Asks!:

Just pop a message in my inbox with a character or several, preferably along with some sort of mini prompt or at least a vibe?? And I'll give you an incorrect quote :)

If you want me to do a ship let me know, otherwise it won't exclusively be a ship because I'm not telepathic and I don't want your quote to be about something you don't want.

I'll do most ships, as long as they're not problematic (like incest or pedophilia or something).

ALSO NO NSFW!! I'd like to keep this blog fun and minor-friendly, if you please :)

But yeah! I might reblog some really good quotes I see into this blog, but I don't think I'll do that very often.

I also made myself a little tag, it's #fandom tornado

Thanks for reading this far, and enjoy thyself :) If I screw something up just let me know and I'll fix it

Fandoms under the cut ✨ Wish me luck! If I delete this blog after 24 hours nobody come after me please I have no idea how this is going to work out

The fandoms I'll be doing!! This list will definitely change. If you send an ask with a fandom I don't do, I'll answer it saying something like "Hey, sorry, I don't know that fandom" just to clarify. So without further ado,

-Star Wars Original Trilogy, Prequels, and anyone in the first season of The Clone Wars ('cause that's only as far as I've gotten)

-Hamilton Musical

-Harry Potter (a little iffy, 'cause fuck jkr)

-The Hunger Games trilogy/Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

-Master and Commander/Aubreyad (I'm only on The Mauritius Command, so it's more than likely I don't know all the characters yet)

-Lockwood and Co.

-Voltron: Legendary Defender

-Mystery of Aaravos/The Dragon Prince (I don't know what it's called, fight me or correct me I don't care. I also have not seen the most recent season)

-MCU (I haven't seen all the movies, so if it's a character I don't know, I'll just let you know)

-Avatar: The Last Airbender

-The Outsiders (The book and movie, I haven't seen the musical)

-The Hobbit/Lord of the Rings

-Pirates of the Caribbean (Not movies 4 and 5 pls)

-EPIC: The Musical