A Retrospective: Live On Location – Mauritius Day 1



Christmas Hell
I don’t really dig Christmas. No, wait – that’s an understatement. I loathe Christmas. All the hype, the crowds, the expense… I just can’t be doing with it all. No wonder my friends call me Scrooge. One year, in fact, the guys at work bought me a lump of coal for Chrimbo and stuck a sign up above my desk that read ‘Bah! Humbug!’. I kid you not.

Mauritius Calling
Last year, in a bid to escape all the ‘festive cheer’, I jetted off to the Indian Ocean – to the island of Mauritius to be precise. It was just what the doctor ordered. Two weeks of unadulterated bliss. And the best bit? Not a sniff of Santa. In place of the big bearded fella, I had sunshine, swaying palms and shores streaked with turquoise and aquamarine. Throw in temples, waterfalls and fiery curries and I couldn’t be more far removed from the trappings and trimmings of Christmas if I tried. Bliss.

Daily Blog
I was asked by the holiday firm Thomson to keep a day-by-day journal of my trip. Here’s my first ‘Live On Location’ blog entry – the day I got to step aboard the swanky Thomson 787 Dreamliner…

Click here to find out what I thought about the Dreamliner and for a sneaky peek inside the cabin.