After you have gone through the realisation that people actually live and carry out their daily routines in really sweet tourist spots such as Flic-En-Flac, I'll tell you more about how it is to live in the place itself.
I moved in here a few years ago. The house wasn't big nor small - it was an OK place for me. After spotting a nice residence for my PC in the house, I started bringing in my stuff from our older shack. What's interesting is my parent's ability to make maximum use of resources and efforts to produce the worse possible results. Okay, well, it's not that great to blame everything on my parents, but well...
Week after week, we went back to our former residence (which we were renting, and still are renting actually) to bring in stuff. I kept bringing books, hardware and all kinds of stupid things which should have ended up in the thrash. After around 2 months, we had moved 80% of our essentials, and we started out life in Flic en Flac.
My house is located on top of some kind of hill, which means that you've got to sweat buckets of water on midday to get to my casa on foot. I recently discovered a shortcut (which goes through some kind of bushy terrain with a kinder slope) but in the ol' times, my dad was still around to carry us up and down on his monstruous 4x4, now notorious in the region for its menace to public safety.
My house is part of a 4-house complex (staring out of the window: no, complex isn't the right word) and for about a year, we lived here alone. Afterwards, came three german guys who got married with Mauritians. They were quite friendly, especially the guy who lives at the first floor on our side, Thomas. Two of them left, and there's only Thomas and my family left in here. Thomas is a really nice guy, and god knows about the number of times he helped me out. I'm currently using 1/3 of his internet connection, which means that I've got around 12-17kb/s download on good days.
During week-ends, Flic-En-Flac is pretty crowded. Most of my male friends have constantly been inquiring about the number of hot babes that can be spotted around here - and the answer is - yes, there are hot babes around here, but you'd be lucky to spot one who's not accompanied.
I don't like going out on week-ends, mostly because of the huge crowds on the beach and the legions of cars with blasting Sega/Ragga/Reggae. On week days, and especially in the morning, Flic-En-Flac is peaceful and all calm. There are a few cars here and there on the beach, and you can actually hear the waves crashing on the shore and the wind brushing through your body. The water (although a bit cold) is quite inviting, and the sand one of the warmest places to rest your butt.
There's the Spar, the local supermarket, where most people get their stuff. There's a casino next to the spar, all ready to lick dry the last cent out of your pocket, and the Arena night club, the best place to shake your butt in Flic. Entrance to Arena costs around 200 bucks, while it's 100 bucks for entrance in Summer Beach, a little bit further down the main road. The Manissa store remains open till quite late (I'm not sure till what time though. I think it closes down at 21:00 or 22:00) while the Buddha Beach Bar remains one of the best places to get drunk.
Flic en Flac doesn't come only with advantages. My friend Cuan got robbed twice while living in here: he lost his digital camera and loads of other valuable stuff. We haven't had any problems with robbers ever since we're here - maybe because out of all the houses in here, ours is one of the smallest and crappiest.
Coming to Mauritius is quite expensive. Especially if you're staying in one of the huge hotels around here. However, if you know your way around, it might cost you ten to twenty times less...
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