Some liveaboard's baby anchored in the lagoon.
May 14, 2014
I think I left off somewhere around here.
In the morning, we checked the emails for something, anything, from Air Canada regarding our flights home. Nothing. I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. The agent did state he would email or call if there was a problem with the credit card. We decided to put the flights home out of our minds and enjoy the afternoon.
After lunch we went to Grand Anse beach by dinghy. Grand Anse is 2 miles of white-gold sand beach. We plunked the beach chairs down in a shady spot under a palm and almond tree and then plunked our bodies down on them. We enjoyed a few cold drinks and some munchies while watching locals and tourists swim, fishermen pull in their nets and clean their catch. We were “liming” as the locals say! After about three hours of doing absolutely nothing we packed things up and headed back to CS’ta Time for dinner and a quiet evening.
May 15, 2014
It was off to the yacht club after breakfast to check on our flights. Again there was no email from Air Canada so we called and found out our next credit card was denied. Oh boy we were getting nowhere fast! Friends from Leeloo had booked their flights to Montreal through Flightnetwork so we tried that over the internet. Much better response. They immediately told us, via email, that our credit card was again denied but gave us a phone number to call. We did. Our second regularly used credit card was also denied. Jorge dug deep in his wallet and pulled out a card that he had been keeping “just in case” (which hadn’t been used in almost a year). OMG - it was accepted! Needless to say, our regular credit card companies are going to hear from me when we get back to Canada. We started the process of booking flights home on Sunday and we finally succeeded four days later.
After lunch we took the local bus to Beaulieu, a small town about 3 miles north of here, to visit “Spice Basket - Home of Our Culture”. The brochure listed complimentary fruit or rum punch, music from a steel band, a short theatrical production, a tour through the spice garden, museum, wildlife, etc. It neglected to say all that was during the tourist (cruise boat) season and we were now off season. The complex was like a ghost town, nothing was open! Oh well, we caught the bus back to St. George’s and made our way back to the dinghy stopping in a few shops along the way.
Spice Basket (closed for the season.)
May 16, 2014
Jorge took the dinghy into the yacht club right after breakfast to check the emails for the tickets home. (This is beginning to sound like an ongoing saga.) He spent more than an hour trying to get internet access. Finally the staff gave him the password to the “private” not “guest” internet, checked the emails and yes the tickets were there! Hooray!!
After lunch we went to Port Louis Marina to arrange getting in a day earlier than scheduled (due to flight dates). No problem. Wow, that was easiest thing we had done all week. We sat in the shade by their pool and had a cold drink before heading to the yacht club. Jorge took the dinghy over but I decided I needed to walk around the lagoon so agreed to meet him there. Besides, this gave me an opportunity to browse in shops that Jorge wasn’t interested in.
Tree outside the marina.
We tend to hang out more in the yacht club than the marina because it seems friendlier, more informal and yes the beer is cheaper! The security seems better though at the marina so that is why we are leaving the boat there when we are in Canada.
May 17, 2014
We decided it was advisable to sightsee and walk in the mornings as the heat and sun are getting stronger and stronger each day. We left CS’ta Time shortly after 0900 to visit the market. It was very similar to other markets we had visited along the islands with the exception that there were a lot of spices and spice trinkets offered. I guess that is why Grenada is known as Isle of Spice. We wandered the town, making our way back to the mall beside the cruise ship pier. It was nicely air conditioned and we needed that even though it was only 1030. Okay, so we left the hardest part of the morning to the last, walking uphill to Fort George. A private hospital was also up this hill and boy if you didn’t need a doctor before the walk, you certainly needed him when you got to the top! We took our time climbing the stairs and thankfully didn’t have to use the Emergency Room. Both the hospital and the fort have excellent views of the town and sea.
Sendall Tunnel linking the two parts of town without having to climb the hill.
Inside the tunnel, one way traffic only and pedestrians.
The library.
The hospital.
View of our anchorage from the hospital property.
Not sure if this ambulance is still being used!
The first part of the climb to the fort and hospital.
The Carenage from the fort.
The lagoon from the fort.
Quite the steep hill, eh?
We had full intentions of going to the beach after lunch but a siesta seemed like a better idea. After that, we went back to the yacht club and watched a soccer match and yes had a cold beer or two. (I have never drank so much beer in my entire life!)
May 18, 2014
We had a very lazy morning. Jorge started reading a book earlier in the week and spent the morning doing just that. I read the local paper, watched the activity in the anchorage and had a morning siesta.
After lunch we went to Grand Anse beach. This time we swam with the locals and tourists. The water was crystal clear and warm. The restaurant beside us had a steel band playing for the afternoon so we listened to them before heading off to find a bakery which also offered pizza - just what we needed for dinner after a hard day at the beach!
2 miles of beach at Grand Anse.
A local flower Jorge picked for me.
Yours truly.
The steel band at Coconut Beach Restaurant, Grand Anse.
May 19, 2014
This morning I am catching up on my blogging and Jorge is reading. Early afternoon was spent house cleaning and changing the engine oil. We are now at the yacht club putting the print material and pictures on the blog and of course enjoying a cold beer!
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