Where Dr T and M save a pussy cat
Trip Start Mar 17, 2007
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We pack, send some more mails (internet is promised in Nosy Be, but we know about those promises) and Andry is picking us up. The flight is on time and includes nuts and a coke! A girl is waiting with a sign with our name AND group xxxx on it. But, we get a private taxi (read crappy car). The driver complains that some of the taxis can take other costumers and he cannot. A hind for a tip. Those things always have the reverse effect on me.
A girl gets us to our room. She explains us about the meals and gives us the news: the hotel has its own power generator BUT it does not work between 9h and 13h. I ask if we can borrow a water warmer. They promise a hot thermos in our room every day. Did you see ONE? We did not.
They also fail to mention:
- No power = no water
- The place attached to our room is rebuild, expect hammering and drilling, as from 7 o'clock in the morning, for the rest of you stay
We will find out, the hard way. Afterward, the group arrives: a big group Italians. They get a cocktail and a briefing in Italian. Dr T suggests we go for a meal before that group. Good idea. When we arrive at the bar, around 18h30, the resto is not open yet. We have a (bad) glass of wine. At the bar, the language is Italian. We open the restaurant at 19h and get the menu. We choose. The waitress laughs at us: 'no, we cannot get all that, only the first page of the menu card.' We are lost. And the rest of the 7 pages? Only of we book the day before. What we CAN have is what the people who took full board have: choice between 3 starters, 3 main courses and 3 desserts. Okeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. We chose. In the mean time, the group arrived. The group gets served. We only ordered seafood cocktail and Zebu steak. But still, we wait till the whole group is served. We do get freshly baked bread and butter.
In the group of those Italians, a woman starts waving her hand bag at the nice kitties in the restaurant. She just does not stop. Once again, I am sorry I do not speak the language. You come to the other side of the world, in the jungle and you are scared of a .... kitty, three meters away. I wish I could tell her about the cock roaches, rats and spiders. She complains to the waiter. Who 'takes' one of the cats by the neck (painful for a grown up cat) and disappears. I am already upset. What is he going to do with it???
When we go to bed an hour later, we hear a cat crying. I think he locked her up in a room, silly me. The screaming goes on when we are in the room. So, I go back outside and see the cat next to our fence. It does not move. I panic. Did that guy break its paws??? When I approach her, I see she is bound to the fence. Someone put a rope around her waist and bound her to the fence. I am furious! I scream: 'Tony' who comes running out. I say: 'liberate this cat, I go to the owner'. I get the owner from behind her desk, tell her what happened and add that we are going to leave this hotel if ever see a thing like that again. The hips are the most sensitive part of the cat's body, it can die! Tony is still in the process of untying the cat. Six hands manage and she is purring in my arms. The owner says she knows who did this and he is fired. I stay worried till I see them back the next day. The cat is limping but we do not know whether it always limped. We are happy we could help a kitty in Nosy Be.
We have a mosquito net. Tony's first!