Tell us more… My husband and I spent an epic three weeks on our honeymoon in Madagascar, complete with some of the most extraordinary animal encounters of our lives, insane modes of transport and some proper time out relaxing on the beach.
In a nutshell… Madagascar is a dream destination for the intrepid traveller, and although it can really test you at times it’s always worth the effort.
Defining moment? There are only seven main roads on the whole island, and a great percentage of these national routes are made up of potholes. Some of them even turn into rivers, where you and your vehicle have to be rafted over by the ferryman. It makes for quite an adventure getting from place to place!
On our way back from Tsimanampetsotsa National Park in the south, our driver took us along a ‘track’ that was pure sand. Despite being in a 4WD, of course, we got completely stuck and for a time it felt like we would never get back to our little beach hut. Luckily, a large group of local villagers stumbled upon us on their way home and stopped to help us out. Whipping out their trusty machetes they chopped down the scrub on the side of the road to lay under our tires, and eventually, we were free! As a thanks for their valiant efforts we gave all 12 of them a lift home in the back of the truck, the sun setting and Malagasy tunes blaring out in celebration.
Good grub? From freshly-caught grilled lobster to the tenderest Zebu steak, Madagascar has some of the best value food in the world. The French influence is strong, but Malagasy twists like sauce coco really make the food special. Don’t forget to wash it all down with a large lychee and vanilla rum. Absolute bliss!
You’d be a muppet to miss… The wailing Indri lemurs at Parc National Andasibe Mantadia, just east of the capital Antananarivo. The Indri indri are the largest lemurs in the world, and aside from the fact they are ridiculously cute and strange looking (some describe them as looking like a two year old child in a panda suit), it’s the sound they make that really amazes. Their territorial cries can be heard from over five kilometres away; spend a night in the jungle and you’ll awake to the sound of their eerie wailing floating through the misty forest. Get up close to the Indri and the sound is deafening enough to make you want to cover your ears.
Get any souvenirs? While most travellers to Madagascar seem to avoid travelling by the uncomfortable and often terrifying taxi-brousse (Malagasy minibuses stuffed full of people and packed high with luggage), we spent a fair few hours squeezed between locals, chickens and bags of charcoal. But despite these troublesome transits, our favourite souvenir is a battered tin taxi-brousse model which sits on our shelf at home and reminds us of potholes, smiling children and ring-tailed lemurs.
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