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'This place is ideal for sex,' says Mrs Smith, lying back a sunken marble bath with a bed of red rose petals. 'Actually, it's in addition to that. It's created for Hollywood sex.'
She's not wrong. Mrs Smith's re enactment with the famous scene from American Beauty is, Ray Ban outlet online the truth is, just one instance of the A listing treatment which has been meted out to us at the Oberoi in Mauritius. It began back on the airport, when our uniformed driver, Raj, handed us cold towels and water, settled us to the back of a seven series BMW, and drove us past fields of sugar cane, white Hindu temples and Jurassic Park like crags for the hotel. And it continued using the mojitos, drunk within thatched Indonesian style roof, we had arrived handed on arrival.
Our room, a villa using a pool, causes us to be feel like Tom 'n' Katy/Brad 'n' Ray Ban sunglasses outlet Angelina, too. Unlike the rooms you will find in city centre hotels, which have to take care of a business clientele as well as those travelling for leisure, the villas in the Oberoi have clearly been created purely for pleasure. This is obvious from your villa's three stand out features, each fashioned with couples planned. First of all, our solid blond wood, four poster bed is robust enough to support Ray Ban outlet store a man doing pullups. I tried this, of course, to impress Mrs Smith and quickly reached the final outcome that this wasn't a bed being easily broken. There is the cream marble bathroom, in which you'll find a parent of pearl framed mirror, floor to ceiling glass Cheap Ray Ban UK walls along with the aforementioned sunken tub, which, whenever we first walked in, was filled with yellow and white frangipani flowers. Additionally, though, is the total privacy. The villa isn't overlooked. You feel undisturbed and undisturbable. Swimming within the pool, chatting for the steps in the pool, drying off for the loungers and whatever else you do within your villa's garden is definitely an entirely secret affair.
However, we haven't come to Mauritius for the bath. We cross our garden, unlock the gate to make our way over to the Oberoi's main pool a black volcanic rock framed delight lined with dark blue tiles and flanked by statues. 'It's like being in an Indiana Jones film,' says Mrs Smith as she breaststrokes her way over the pool while attempting to keep her hair and Ray Ban Wayfarers from being wet. 'Follow me,' she says, speaking within the conspiratorial tone she uses with this young nieces.
So we swim from the end with the long nosed, big lipped Easter Island esque statues, beyond the half submerged goddess heads and within a vast iron bell on the restaurant end from the pool. Here, with a table just two feet through the turquoise, beach lapping waters of the Indian Ocean, we eat a delicious fish salad. Were the fish on our plates any fresher, they'd without a doubt be wanting to leap back into the sea. But thankfully it is just us taking to the waters for the post prandial paddle. We walk in conjunction along the line where waves break gently about the shore, emerging only occasionally from the swell to feel warm white sand between our toes and inhale clear, salt tinged air into our lungs.
Afterwards, from the Moroccan style spa, we submit ourselves on the unforgiving fingers from the Oberoi's resident masseuses. We're led through to a covered area outdoors, and laid side by side. This isn't the ideal combination for any relaxing rub down a deux. Mrs Smith can be a medium pressure person. For me personally, it's no pain, no gain; and that i can only apologise to my wife for masking the tranquil sounds in the waves, and the pheep pheeps, w ra w ras and y up, y ups in the birds, with a constant cacophony of 'aaaaarghs', 'oh, oh, oh, ows' and sharp intakes of breath, since the cat's cradle of knots in my back is satisfyingly untied.
I drifted off. I do believe we both did. Only then do we wandered back, inside our robes, towards the privacy individuals villa for a lie down with that vast bed. Later, following a dinner of shrimp and taco root cake which has a passionfruit and coconut sauce, find ourselves in the bar. Here, we pay attention to a guitarist play acoustic versions of Cyndi Lauper songs even as we sip strawberry mojitos created using cracked pepper, lemon and mint, and rock in a exquisitely carved Indonesian love swing. This is an ideal place out of which to see the sunsets, were told, but we've arrived past too far for that. We need to settle for night's white and cheap Ray Ban WayfarerRay Ban Sale black alternative: spotlit possession, an inky black sea and a half moon.
Back in our villa, only 70 yards away over the oceanfront, the bathtub has been filled anew with hot water and 1000s of red rose petals.