A slightly built Indian man in a white kurta appears at my door. He says his name. But I can’t understand him. His accent is too thick.
He leads me to electric cart for a brief ride up to the top of the mountain overlooking the Indian Ocean on the African island of Mahe.
When we arrive, the sun is shimmering off the surface of the aquamarine water below. I thank the man I presume is my driver and walk off.