Today was meant to be a rest and beach day, but at the Alumni talk last night, I made arrangements to be picked up by a lady named Anneloes there and she offered to take me down south to the area at Black River where Grampa's father James Peersahib, would have arrived as an Indentured Labourer back in 1854. Wow. This was an opportunity I couldn't say no to. But also, very emotional. So I was picked up at 10am and off we went. what a journey. Powerful. I can't describe it and really, in the most part it's so spiritual and so emotional that I can't even begin to try. This area is extremely sacred land, and I can't say anymore than that. When I returned to the hotel, I had to race straight out and jump in the car to head up to Bagatelle shopping centre -- back up near Port Louis, to catchup with cousin Lorna. Then returned home with her for a lovely family dinner at Marie Lourdes home on the same block of land as Lorna, her parents, and Aunty Arlette. Marie Lourdes is Lorna's sister in law, and her hubby (Lorna's brother) passed away suddenly just on 3 years ago. It was and still is tragic. Marie Lourdes cooked a beautiful meal of Biryani chicken rice, which is a fave local and family dish. I was so full when I left. Made my way back in the darkness to Flic en Flac, and dropped into bed. I knew that tomorrow would be another full day, with my event at the Uni Of Mauritius and a TV interview. So I needed my rest.
By the way, this same night (Wednesday) there was a showing of Bran Nue Dae on, and Heath was central to this because although don't think he was in the movie, he was in the play version.
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