I've been to some oddly-named beaches over the years - Tasmania's Eggs and Bacon Bay stands out - and I think I've found the weirdest of all time. It's called Flick en Flack, it's on the west coast of Mauritius, and it's a pretty groovy place to hang out and smash a few beers. Just look … Continue reading Flic en Flac (yes, that’s the actual name of an actual place) →