March 2012
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“THE PROBLEM OF DESCRIBING COLOR
If I said - remembering in summer,
The...”
– Robert Hass
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Off the Beaten Track
We were in France and were therefore expected to speak French.
Problem.
Neither of us could.
But we knew a few words that were sure to get us by.
aperitif
baguette
fromage
jambon
vin du pays
bon appetit
Merci!
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By carefully negotiating the shallow reefs surrounding the Iles des Saintes we were able to squeeze through the narrow cut.
We then took the Pain a Sucre to starboard
(No, we were not back in Brazil, but it does look like a miniature Sugar Loaf Mountain — sans statue.)
and stayed well clear of the cruise liner.
And there, nestling in glorious sunlight,
was the quaint village of Bourg...
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Chasing Butterflies...
We approached the archipelago of French Antilles from the south and so began our ramble through the West Indies.
Just 5 miles south of Guadeloupe — the Butterfly Isle — we found paradise.
*singing* It’s the Kind of Lazy Life I Love
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Walking on Sunshine
We declined an Island Style Safari on the back of a pick-up truck
and decided to stretch our legs. We had not done much walking on the water and needed the exercise.
Our stroll took us past
unattended tables laden with mangoes, limes and lemons and somewhere, someone was baking bread.
That was all the distraction we needed.
Now, where to find food …
we found the hospital,...
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“I must go down to the sea again,
to the lonely sea and the sky;
I left my...”
– Spike Milligan
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After an hour of clambering to the top of the hill,
we finally found the little road leading down to the Yacht Club.
(You would have thought we’d take Tubby)
But ‘OPEN’ it was NOT!
We tried again the next day, but it was still not ‘OPEN’.
So I guess it only ‘OPENS’ every other day, like the jam that the Queen offers Alice in her...
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Culinary Tour of Carriacou
Start here.
Welcome to The Old Rum Shop. To enter the establishment …
follow the signs while you can still stand.
Sample the Rum Punch — a blend of dark rum, ginger ale and fresh fruit punch sprinkled with grated nutmeg — which will anaesthetize your legs and force you to sit down to lunch.
The BBQ chicken, the size of quails, is smoky and sweet.
Conch (pronounced — konk) is the...
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Back into the Wind
The wind prediction for our overnight passage to Grenada was simply put as
a light south easterly.
BUT it blew NE, hard. So, it was another one of those nights — those ‘no sleep’ nights — with squalls for company and lightning for our entertainment.
Each squall brought gusts of 30 knots, Jenny (the wind generator) nearly flew off her perch. I had to climb up on...
