Madagascar, like so many places in the world where the sand burns white beneath jewel-like waves, has more, far more to it than its beaches.
More that I will write about and talk about at another time, on another day.
But sometimes, everyone needs a splash of simple happiness. Blue skies. Clear waters. The skittish hint of a fresh scent and breeze. The chipper rustle and fluster of fat-feathered birds and the restful sighs of palm leaves overhead.
So let me help you breathe in the beautiful beaches of Madagascar – from the pristine private island where Tsarabanjina lives, off the coast of Madagascar’s Nosy Be.
Nosy is the Malagasy word for island and it’s pronounced with more of an influence on the second syllable, sounding aloof and exotic rather than soap opera prying. Nosy Be means big island and you say it more like this: no-SAY BAY – than this: NOzy Beee. Just in case you still read aloud in your head or want to ask someone else about it without sounding like a fool…Your secret’s safe with me.
It’s the memory of a lifetime: the moment two humpback whales leapt from the slate-grey water of the Mozambique Channel. We’d taken a small boat from the beach and sped after these beauties. I was too slow to catch them both but my heart still flutters when I look back at this shot.
Yes, these fisherboats look unbalanced and treacherously unstable on land. Once you perch within them, however, you find that first instincts sometimes are the best. Ah well. The locals managed to make it look easy…
Peace. Beauty. Friendliness.