We had rain overnight and during the early part of the morning but it cleared by 1000. Temp during the day was around 28C and again steamy after the rain.

Jorge and I had boat jobs to do taking us in different directions this morning. We ordered a Wirie-AP antenna from the states as did Diana and Gilbert. Essentially it is an antenna that will allow us to pick up an internet signal from, maybe 5 miles away - a booster. They had arrived in Grenada so Jorge was off to the Post Office to pick them up. I went to the grocery store in Grand Anse.

One of the malls in Grand Anse.

The fountain and some flowers in front of the mall.

We met back at CS'ta Time around 1130. After checking the emails, Jorge said his glasses were ready for pickup. Hooray, now he will be able to see! We had a quick bite to eat and then headed off to get his glasses. We also had to change some money into EC so stopped at a bank. Unfortunately we learned that it was payday for a lot of people and the lineup was quite long - 35 minutes long but at least we got to watch some of the soccer game as there were numerous t.v.s in the bank, all tuned into the game.

Downtown St. George.

Our baguette bakery.

The grocery store just outside the marina property.

The sentry post marking the entrance to the development where Port Louis Marina is located.

 

Diana and Gilbert showed up at CS'ta Time shortly after we got back. We had let them know earlier in the day that the Wirie had arrived and they came by to pick theirs up. Jorge was interested in watching the second World Cup game of the day so he caught a ride with them to the yacht club. I stayed at the boat and puttered.

There are a few official "must experience" things to do while in Grenada. I have to add my own thing to the list. One MUST experience the local bus system. When we first arrived on the island, my 55 year old ego was given quite the boost with vans passing by while I was walking, all honking their horns and young men leaning out the windows, waving their arms and yelling. I was thinking "I still have it". Not long after that, I realized the vans were buses and the young men were working, asking any and everybody walking if they wanted to catch the bus. What a way to burst my bubble! The driver honks the horn and the "assistant" yells out the window to potential riders, collects the money and opens the door for the riders. I have seen as many as 20 people in one van, the 2 workers and 18 riders, with no air conditioning and with island music thumping so LOUD I don't know how they can hear people when they say where they want to get off. Which is another story! The guy at the very back wants off and half the people have to get out of the van to let him out, then they climb back in and off it goes again. No one bats an eyelash, nobody's feathers get ruffled, its just the way it is! Things get more interesting though when there are bags of groceries, propane tanks, etc. to deal with. Space just gets tighter but no one says boo. It works for them and its even starting to work for me! I'll save the driving and roads for another blog!

Grenada's bus system.