From the bustling heart of the town to the outlying suburbs and beyond into the sugarcane fields with its nineteen forties stopover point, there is a relaxed attitude to things. Maybe because Sans Soucci is so close, or maybe the fresh mountain air has something to do with it, but it feels right.
Starting in town, we explored the main street, with its shops and building, including the old cinema, which is for sale. Turning off into one of the numerous diagonal streets, we found roasting chickens and a new mask. After eating some grilled chicken, we headed back to the parking at the post office.
The post office has free parking and is an easy walk into the main town. It is also the old train station. Well preserved stone walls and long used and worn stains with a piece of platform jutting out of the new building. Behind is some more to explore, the part of the train station, not incorporated into the post office.
Off to Sans Soucci, it means no worries, It was an old sugar mill that stopped operating in 1946, that that is what the place looks like. A real blast from the past. It reminded us of an old pre-1930s depression gas station in the American route 66. Great old building and well-looked after.
A stop at the bridge near the medical school, it was easy to access the wall, and the views from the one side were grand, a real oasis. Then onto the real find. In a spiritual park there is a bridge, that seems out of this world, must be seen to be believed, with the shelves made from old veranda holders.
Quick stop at hotel Janat and on to the polytechnic university but we were denied access, so we had some fun, ‘not’ showing it. Our last stop was the irrigation channels, made to last in the 1940s and 50s.
It was a long and exhausting day, but, no worries, it was great.