Adieu, ile Maurice (or Going Home)

In a way I feel sad. There are a lot of things that I'm going to miss about Mauritius. Above everything else is the very beautiful beach situated just a short walk away from where we were housed. Some colleagues who went touring the south on my final Sunday here in Mauritius couldn't understand why I preferred to stay behind and commune with the beach. They said I missed a lot. But I doubt it. I don't like the beach just because it is picture perfect. I like everything about it. The sounds that the waves make as they hit the shore. The smell of the sea. The cool breeze. The texture of the sands against my bare feet. Sugar Beach in Flic en Flac is truly magnificent. And it's nice that it's a public beach here in Mauritius. Back in the Philippines we have to pay a lot just to gain access to a beach this beautiful. And the trip going to them would be quite long. It's a stroke of luck that our company houses short-term assignees in Flic en Flac. I thank God for the opportunity to be here. I'm a bit sad that I'm going home already. But at the end of the day I know that deep within me I'm glad to be going home. Not much has changed than when I was first asked by a colleague in Cebu after my first couple of weeks here whether I like it here or not. My answer then was that it's not nicer compared to the Philippines, but it's not also less nice. I feel neutral about it then; that it was nothing more than just a different place. And that at the end of the day, there's no place like home. Now that I'm finally going home I still feel the same way. There's no place like home.