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- Wheelchair accessibility
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... falls tumbled, the next stop was the Grenada Chocolate Factory. I'd heard it makes the best chocolate in the world, well not being a fan of chocolate particularly, I reserved judgment until after the tasting. The cocoa beans are grown on the Belmont Estate, a working country farm growing herbs, nutmeg and keeping goats for milk and cheese. The beans are collected, fermented and sun dried, all by hand and old green and Blacks' machinery sits redundant in the barn. ...
... wades through rafts of the stuff. Not good if it gets caught round the prop. We have also heard from John Alacantra earlier in the month. He is the broker that sold us Baraonda in Gibraltar. A little piece of fame as he has started a blog on us and our adventures on his Boatshed web. The first instalment has been published and hoping it will also appear in two yachting magazines. The link is http://gibraltar.boatshed.com/what-the- ...
... d’anar amb la Zodiac i quedem tots molt esquitxats amb l’escuma de les onades que en diuen de "cavall blanc" que xoquen les unes contra les altres.
És un lloc molt especial i molt divertit: en mig del mar i una illa tan petita. Fem moltes fotos i les nenes salten i ballen i correm al voltant de l’illa. Quan tornem a pujar a la Zodiac per marxar, en John fa un capbussó i cau a dintre el ...
... been to Tobago Cays yet?" Such is the respect and awe with which people regard the small cluster of grenadines south of St. Vincent. While the others decided to spend an extra day in Bequia, I enjoyed another beach day on the Friday, as well as dinner with the Liverpool students, before heading over to Bequia early Saturday morning. Sunday was when things got exciting. We'd booked a trip on the schooner "The Friendship Rose"which set sail from Bequia relatively ...
... best experience was watching a lady in her Sunday best board my bus on route to Chatham Bay. She was jumping around rather strangely at the bus stop before boarding, which seemed odd but not that unusual to be frank - and when she sat down next to me, I decided to say hello and ask how she was. The reply took me quite by surprise, as the voice was that of a man, deep and gravelly, no mistaking it - I froze and looked out of the corner of my eye and sure enough, the ...