Crimp
2 years ago
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The end of our second hike in Mafate-at Rivière des Galets.

The end of our second hike in Mafate-at Rivière des Galets.

2 years ago
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Hole in the clouds over Aurère.

Hole in the clouds over Aurère.

2 years ago
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View of the Cirque de Mafate from Cap Noir.

View of the Cirque de Mafate from Cap Noir.

2 years ago
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In St. Denis.

In St. Denis.

2 years ago
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The weather here can be really epic. I can’t wait to see what the summer rains are like!

The weather here can be really epic. I can’t wait to see what the summer rains are like!

2 years ago
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Street bird. These ones don’t seem too bright.
I need to get a photo of the little neon orange birds that are everywhere, but they are so fast!

Street bird. These ones don’t seem too bright.

I need to get a photo of the little neon orange birds that are everywhere, but they are so fast!

3 years ago
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I’ve just discovered I live three blocks from the ocean! (Well, I knew that I was close, but there is a freeway running along the waterfront, and I didn’t know if I could get onto the other side of it). No beach, but there is a jogging trail which I believe goes all the way into St. Denis.

While trying to take these photos, several passing joggers gave me nasty scowls, thinking I was a creeper trying to take their picture. One lady actually did several double takes as she passed me, then practically stopped, turned around, and walked backwards, giving me a piercing look as she did so, to try and make me feel super uncomfortable. Well, she was successful. I mean, I don’t exactly blame her. I hate being in the background of tourists’ photos too- but seriously, just move on! I faster you jog away, the more likely it is that you won’t be in the photo!

3 years ago
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In Sainte-Clotilde, more or less.

In Sainte-Clotilde, more or less.

3 years ago
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A tree I saw on my walk home yesterday.

A tree I saw on my walk home yesterday.

3 years ago
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French peanut butter in a can. I think it must be a very “not french” thing, because in my grocery store, Jumbo Score (no joke), there are rows and rows of Nutella and its various knockoffs, but only two kinds of peanut butter, and only very tiny cans of it.
Also, there are numerous varieties of cornichons, but no other kinds of pickles.

French peanut butter in a can. I think it must be a very “not french” thing, because in my grocery store, Jumbo Score (no joke), there are rows and rows of Nutella and its various knockoffs, but only two kinds of peanut butter, and only very tiny cans of it.

Also, there are numerous varieties of cornichons, but no other kinds of pickles.

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