Back in Tana we landed, quite by chance, in a workshop of model ships. I never realized that there was such a craze for scale models of famous ships, nor that this small shop in Madagascar is well known for the quality of their research, nor the workmanship of its artisans. We got the deluxe tour by the proprietaire, who obviously delighted on having a visitor to see his ships. They are as small as a foot or as large as six feet, and the exhibition hall would have put to shame many maritime museums. So I finally got to see my pirate ships after all!
I said goodbye to Floriel, and to this charming country, with an excellent meal of slices of baguette with toasted smelly cheese (yumm), followed by a delicate langue piquant (tongue with peppers) and a generous serving of a cheese and potatoes cake. I am now ready for the next leg of the trip.