Hotel-Club Trois Ilets
Travel Blogs from Trois-Ilets
Interesting how the crowd got involved in the show!
Handing paper with instructions to raise d vocals lol, clapping along and shouting their requests.
Atipiyak myaqui! Onomatapea from the group Toumpak! They were joined by
dancers in national costumes, an accordion player, a singer and a boy
The beef and onion was awful but thankfully I ran into one of ...
Breakfast at the Karibea Squash Hotel: mini english sausages, scrambled eggs, cereal with warm milk and a glass of orange juice.
Practiced my songs on you tube using my iPad until I was tired lol. Watched a motorcade and took pictures before practicing once more. Played bejeweled while my room was cleaned.
Lunch: french bread with cheese and Didier ...
Martinique - easy customs passage (hunk for an immigration officer) but
didn't see the meet and greet crew and spent 30 minutes of wandering
before calling my Bajan contact.
Enjoyed the beautiful scenery over the 30 min drive to my hotel. Supermarket to save on restaurant meals and a bout of Netflix (Dead Man's Chest)
Dinner: white pudding, stewed chicken leg/thigh, cheese, french bread and bottled water,
Dessert: traditional french biscuits and guava jam
... We sat and had a drink whilst we picked out a new boat, surrounded by women in lots of white clothes and gold giving it loads of ‘mwah’ and ‘darling’. After one drink though we had to get out of there, we were soooooo out of place!! I love being a scutty backpacker!!!
The rest of the week was spent drinking far too much with Jackie and Steve and topping up the tan. I actually think I could get used to this chillaxing thing!!!!
... line-height: normal; ">Parkano kyrka var vacker i vinterskrud och mjukt snöfall, den kvinnliga prästen var f.d. klasskompis till Saila så hennes minnesord var mycket personliga, psalmerna mammas favoriter. Jag började gråta redan innan klockringningen, i tystnaden med snöfallet bakom fönstret, mot slutet under sista psalmen kom den hemska insikten om att nästa gång är det min tur i familjens åldersordning, ett hejdlöst gråt måste ut och tur var att Göran satt bredvid ...