So Random

  Before i start ranting,the views expressed here are based on "in my books".Last week at the gym i was met with contradicting episodes.There is this mama who brought her son,guess he is in his early teens.The boy is obese and i appreciate the mom for realizing that she had to do something for her son.They say if you see a thirteen year old who is obese,the mom deserves a slap on the a** but if you see a thirty year old who is obese then (s)he deserves a slap on the a**.

   I give her( the boys mom) a pass because she should have been keen on good health since day one.Now the boy is big she is pushing him on treadmill,wololo!all the best to him.I saw him once hope tis our sessions which aren't coinciding but I pray that he didn't quit because his body need this effing exercise.
  The other scenario which is still disturbing in my mind,this mama walked in with a six year old,yes ready to train,she(the six year old is a frequenter because she know s how to operate the treadmill and the bike on her own.They did the escalator together then the six year old headed for the bike.She hit on the burn fat button (poor bones) for 10mins.That time I was doing the escalator en i watched her as she paddled her bike.I thought of the anorexic conditions that many teen suffer from*i'm slightly over being a teen:-).I was left wondering if this baby grew up and became anorexia,God forbid,wont be the mother be the one to blame.It's good that children should live healthy lives but they should train in children's gym where the equipment have been designed for them
  This reminded me of an episode I watched on Tyra Banks show of how children become obsessed to an extend of hating on their bodies at even below 10years old.I realized why she shed tears while she was talking to them.I hope this mama will realize what is good for her baby before tis too late.
Nuff of this ranting *munches on a crispy cold piece of red apple*

Moyenne Island

Moyenne Island is to the North Coast  of Mahe.It is small almost a kilometer big.It is owned by an English newspaper editor Brendon Grishaw who bought it in the 1970s.Our guide told us that he(Brendon) found  graves there of unknown people and he believed there were treasures.He wanted to explore it and find them on his own, but until today he hasn't found any.

 Brendon is the only inhabitant in the Island.He keeps giant toortoises and the island has all its flora and fauna natural.We fed the agualife with bread when we got to the marine national park.They have a craving for the loaf.The coral-reefs were so beautiful,my camera couldn;t zoom them clearly enaf and the water vicinity coulnt allow a nice shot.Disembarking was again somewhere near the cliff,we got wet but we were happy.

We were astonished by the giant tortoises in the place.I  had a chance to get friendly with one as i sipped my welcoming drinkWe played around with them before we embarked on the  excursion. We followed our guide as she explained all about the tortoises.I learned the males have a concave chest bone while the females have a flat one.
After that we parted ways:those who were going snorkeling left while the rest continued with the nature walk.We opted for the walk*did i hear somebody say water phobia*.We  walked round the whole island and hungry were us after the almost kilometer walk round a not marked forest.We settled at a site on the sand beaches took our bites and swam as we waited for lunch.
 Lunch was served,it was delicious.My best was the dessert;lemon grass tea with a piece of cake.We had like two hours before embarking on our return leg.We headed for swimming while most of the group chose sun tanning!How could we tan!(Alek Wek is my competition),we were the only four Africans #noracist in the group.

Ma bff from Ghana

Everything was fun,thanks to the low tide the boat couldn't even near the cliff and we had to be helped by small motor boats to get to the main boat.We left for Mahe satisfied and happy,till next time another Island.