As we leave the harbor in Mahé and point our bow toward the outline of Praslin on the distant horizon, we can feel the thrust of the diesel engine aided by the white sails billowing out from the two masts.
Lahkudes Mahé sadamast ja suunates käila ähmaselt paistvale Praslinile kaugel silmapiiril, võime tunda, kuidas meid veab edasi diiselmootor, millel on abiks kahes mastis paisuvad valged purjed.