I had initially planned to stay in resorts but the reviews about staff and at times cleanliness were so off-putting that I did a second round of research. I'm glad I did because the places we selected were clean, comfortable and quirky.
Unless you're a sun worshipper, a resort is not ideal.
I felt this most on Mahé because it's a big island and when we took individual tours and a tour bus would drop or pick up people, the vast distances between big hotels and the rest of civilization became apparent.
Yes, resorts tend to be near the best beaches but this does not necessarily mean that they are near anything else. So, you're stuck unless you hire a vehicle or are picked up for tours.
Staying at a small hotel/guest house means you can observe local life, attend a weekend market, pop into a local 'supermarket', eat at different restaurants and wander around.
Beau Vallon seemed residential. Families were constantly at the beach. Children playing in the water while adults sat watching the waves, chatting and sipping beers.
A market fair (possibly a weekend market) was on when we were there. All stalls held food of some kind. From coconuts and fruit to grilled fish and meat.
Most foreigners gather at the Boat House bar for a drink and socialising towards evening.
Heading 'home' by torchlight listening to waves crashing against rocks and music blaring from the occasional passing vehicle, you knew this was 'island life'.
Unless you're a sun worshipper, a resort is not ideal.
I felt this most on Mahé because it's a big island and when we took individual tours and a tour bus would drop or pick up people, the vast distances between big hotels and the rest of civilization became apparent.
Yes, resorts tend to be near the best beaches but this does not necessarily mean that they are near anything else. So, you're stuck unless you hire a vehicle or are picked up for tours.
Staying at a small hotel/guest house means you can observe local life, attend a weekend market, pop into a local 'supermarket', eat at different restaurants and wander around.
Beau Vallon seemed residential. Families were constantly at the beach. Children playing in the water while adults sat watching the waves, chatting and sipping beers.
A market fair (possibly a weekend market) was on when we were there. All stalls held food of some kind. From coconuts and fruit to grilled fish and meat.
Most foreigners gather at the Boat House bar for a drink and socialising towards evening.
Heading 'home' by torchlight listening to waves crashing against rocks and music blaring from the occasional passing vehicle, you knew this was 'island life'.