Next morning, early, Dorique drove us out to the airport and we made the brief flight up to Diego Suarez, or Antsiranana. It's formal name is the latter, supposedly adopted over 35 years ago. But apart from the flight times sign at the airport, I never encountered anyone or any organization using anything other than the old name, Diego Suarez. Or simply Diego.
We were met at the Diego airport by our next two Cactus Tours Madagascar guides, Zeze and Marshall. Not wasting any time, we headed straight for Mount D'Ambre National Park. But on the way, we were treated to our first sightings of wild chameleons. I swear, Zeze and Marshall could probably spot them at 100 meters in the dark....
Clear of those, and the rain (mostly), we stopped for a picnic. Here:
Just another standard picnic spot in a national park...
With the world's smallest chameleon (yes that is a ring):
We stayed at the Grand Hotel. (Cactus Tours really did us right with the lodging arrangements everywhere we went.) We explored Diego a bit, and I must say I really, really liked it. It is trying to revitalize, and I can see how with some work it could be the coolest, hippest town. It has some really interesting architecture from multiple eras...

We looked around at a bunch of restaurants, but in the end we opted for some yummy street food. Thanks again to my brilliant wife and her fluency in French, we were able to make sure that what I got was vegan. So fun. Really, how many chance are we going to get to make a meal out of street food purchased for a relative pittance on the sidewalk of an old pirate's paradise?
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