Peninsula paradise
There are those certain places that we come across, that manage to conjure up a string of words and phrases in our minds, as if it’s cordially communicating with us introduction. Aside from being elated with meeting one another, and declaring our eagerness and enthusiasm become fully acquainted throughout the days of our holiday, words come flowing in. They dance through the open of the home, around the furnishings, the art and the views lead you out into the landscape. After arriving on the secluded peninsular on the northern coast of Mauritius, being greeted by Pointe d’Azur – with its eternal cloak its waving palms and its gracious, open spaces – a string inspiring French words floated around and landed on rug beneath our feet. Even though we didn’t quite know meaning, they sounded very romantic and alluring, and knew, in time, we’d get to understand their sentiment.
that in upon one to holiday, the open spaces views that unique, Mauritius, and cloak of blue, string of on the rattan know their and we sentiment.