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1. Berth. Anyone who decides to visit this hotel using a water transfer (yacht, ship or other watercraft) should understand that an unpleasant surprise will await you when disembarking or landing. Which one I will describe based on our experience: The long journey from Moscow to the Seychelles was nearing its end, a swift yacht carried travelers to the end point of the route, North Island. Four days of summer ahead. The captain slows down and stops the yacht. A rubber boat starts from the shore to us, we change into it, the last 70 meters of the way. Twenty meters from the shore, the thought comes to me that it will not be easy to get out of the water dry, but it’s not easy there, it’s simply impossible. Having quickly rolled up my jeans to the maximum possible height, I jump out of the boat in the hope of having time to run to a safe distance from the rapidly approaching wave. Alas, unsuccessfully. Went ashore wet to the waist. Unpleasant. On the shore we were met by a large group of hotel workers with warm, damp hand towels, similar to those provided on airplanes, although, in my opinion, foot towels would be more appropriate. . Since the beach is sandy and your feet are wet, the sand instantly “sticks” to your feet, which you will later spread around your villa. My summary on the first point: when embarking and disembarking, be prepared to be pumped with water with a force depending on the whims of the ocean. It's also a good idea to have spare clothes on your way back to the airport. I do not think that someone will fly in an airplane in wet trousers or a skirt. But the most reasonable way out is to build a berth that is comfortable and, most importantly, safe. There is a second way to get to the island, a helicopter, but there are also nuances that are not written on the hotel website. Weather and overweight. If you are more than two people or you are not thin, as well as with you more than two suitcases of luggage, be prepared for the pilot to refuse to take off. 2. Butler. (on behalf of Andrei Vadimovich. ) We rested at the hotel in February, we had three villas. According to the rules of the hotel, a personal butler is attached to each villa. Our butler did a great job as a maid, they just didn’t train him for more. . Everything, absolutely everything, he had to be asked several times, not to mention the ability to anticipate the wishes of the client and offers to provide any service. He constantly had to look for, call. After another half-hour search, I was forced to turn to the hotel administration, to which I received the answer: - “what are you, he is good, just very modest”. I didn't pay for modesty - I paid for a normal butler. One day during breakfast, friends told that in the evening in their villas the butlers had made a surprise for the guests. In one villa, a butler poured a bath, decorated the whole room with rose petals, arranged candles, put champagne in an ice bucket, beautifully arranged fruits and sweets on a tray. In another villa, the butler dragged a TV and DVD under the bed canopy, laid out fruit and champagne there, but the most interesting thing was that he took three discs with Russian films from somewhere, a trifle, but nice. Ours just put a bowl of fruit on the table, even without champagne. Where does he do it? Drank, probably. 3. Fishing. (on behalf of Andrey Vadimovich. ) On my birthday, my friends and I went fishing in the morning. We caught enough fish, but most importantly, we caught a shark. The captain of the yacht told us a very appetizing Creole shark recipe. Since the island has a service from the chef "any whim" of the guest, I decided to ask him to make fish according to this recipe. But these dreams were not destined to come true, the troubles began immediately after the mooring of the yacht. We were met by an Englishman, as it turned out later, the director of the hotel. He categorically refused to cook a shark dish for us, arguing that shark meat should not be eaten on this island, as they are fighting for the preservation of the environment. Strange, but what about other species of fish, animals and game, are they not part of this very environment? We tried to convince him that according to the laws of the Seychelles, any fish caught on a fishing line can be eaten. To which they received the answer that the island is private and the laws on it are also private. Normal hotels publish in all means of communication available to tourists about certain restrictions on their territory. There was nothing here, no one warned, although the entire management of the hotel was aware of the upcoming fishing. In the end, unknowingly, we killed the fish and could not benefit from it, just threw it away, good care for the environment. The birthday was completely ruined. 4. Restaurant. Before the trip, we looked at reviews about the hotel. The largest number of negative reviews was on the work of the restaurant. Of course, I really didn’t want to believe in this, capricious clients, I thought. In fact, everything turned out to be true or close to the truth. All sites promoting this hotel are full of data about the hotel's personal care for the stomach of each guest. Allegedly, the chef conducts a personal conversation to find out your preferences in food, after which personal dishes are waiting for you, taking into account your wishes. Everything can of course be so, but not in our case. Butler brought us a daily menu for lunch and dinner every morning. That's all personal preference. A little about the work of waiters: I understand that Africa is hot all year round, because of this, people tired of the heat are in no hurry, but we were all struck by the following case. During dinner, we chose our dishes, ordered wines and slowly, drinking wine, we had a conversation. Unnoticed, they drank all the wine, ordered more, drank again. Then the waitress came up to us and said that the main course would be in 40 minutes, as the meat was defrosting too slowly. What to do, I want to eat. But the next two tables got up and left. Separately, I want to say for guests with children. We had two children with us, and we felt the service almost on ourselves. Pepper is that children's food was brought last almost every time. Imagine hungry kids watching adults eat? A little about the waiters: be prepared for the fact that they will bring you the wrong dish that you ordered, they will forget about the tea or coffee you ordered, they will spill ground pepper from the saucer on the table and will not take care to remove it until the end of the meal. Another amused here is such a case. Having returned from another fishing trip, we took two red snappers for dinner from the whole catch. They gave it to the kitchen and asked to cook them simply on the grill with pepper and salt. Said done. In the evening we were served first with a large fish, I can’t say for sure by weight, but six adults were practically full. The waiters tried to start removing the plates and cutlery, but were stopped by the question: - Where is the second fish? Carry. An almost ten-minute pause followed, after which our second fish appeared on the table. What was our surprise that it was prepared in a completely different way to taste. Who are they preparing it for? In the hope that we will get enough of one, for other guests, and maybe for ourselves, it remains a mystery to us. Finally, about the restaurant, one more culinary touch. For two days in a row, we caught and took away absolutely the same variety of tuna. Two times we got completely different sashimi at the exit. In the first case, the meat was weathered and tough. In the second, fresh and tender. After much debate, we came to the conclusion that the first time it was cooked 4 hours before dinner, and the second time we forgot to say in the kitchen what we want to see from the fish and made an order for sashimi just before eating. 5. Terrace in the rain. Most of the house is a terrace. I don't know why, but half of the floors are varnished and half are not. In the rain, walk carefully on the lacquered part. The wind sweeps the raindrops all over the terrace and it becomes very slippery. I almost fell twice. This phenomenon is especially dangerous for children, they love to run and jump. 6. Mosquitoes. I don’t know what happens to mosquitoes on the island in other months, but in February there are just a lot of them. In the evenings, mosquitoes are everywhere, it is simply impossible to be in living quarters. One gets the feeling that you are in the Tver or Kostroma swamps. You can’t do without bites, you just don’t have time to kill them. My wife and I asked the administrator how to deal with this phenomenon? To which they received the answer: - "Make the air conditioner colder, they will freeze and fly away. " - “Why do we need to be colder, the air temperature in the bedroom is quite comfortable for us, put two fumigators better, ” we answered. - "What are fumigators? " - the question of the nice girl followed. “This is a device that plugs into an outlet. It comes either with insecticide impregnated plates or liquid. "-" We hear about such a device for the first time, we can offer mosquito coils. - "So they stink, how to sleep? " - "Unfortunately we can’t offer anything else, " the girl said. I had to agree. Need to sleep. 7. Bathing in the ocean. Looking at the photos of the island, you involuntarily imagine yourself swimming in the blue waters of the warm ocean. It doesn’t even cross my mind that it might not work out. But the fact is that a beautiful sandy beach migrates around the island. According to local residents, from November to May the ocean is quite peaceful, but from June to September it is restless. I don't know if that's the case. In our case, all 4 days beat a decent surf. Having settled in the late afternoon, we did not try to swim in the ocean, going out to the beach and seeing the oncoming rather big waves, we decided to just walk along the purest white sand along the water's edge, postponing swimming the next morning. How shocked we were to see gray stone slabs in place of a beautiful sandy beach. During the night, the intensifying wave simply washed away the sand from the beach. We decided to try our luck on other beaches of the island. . A similar picture awaited us on three of the four beaches available. It was extremely dangerous to go into the water because of the strong surf, but I still decided. Having stood on my feet during the attacks of three waves, I still could not resist the fourth. The wave still knocked me off my feet and carried me back to the shore. Fortunately, I managed to get to my feet before the wave hit the stone slab, otherwise I would have had a hard time. Having come ashore, I left the idea of ​ ​ swimming in the warm waters of the Indian Ocean for other days. But as time has shown, not for the next. The surf only intensified every day until our departure. It was much calmer on the fourth beach in the very small bay where we landed on the shore, but my wife refused to swim there because of a bunch of "extra eyes" of workers from the island and crews of two moored yachts.