Villa Lodge Hotel Breezeville Kingstown

... to say the least….the guide led us at a steady pace as we passed through the rain forest with towering bamboo etc. providing much needed shade. A stop at a flowing stream was very welcome too – but when we were told this was a quarter of the way up – I nearly gave up! But pride is a marvellous motivator, so it was onward and upward, and upward, and upward, until the half way point, where we met a party on the way down who looked shell ...

... Conversely, dear Zoot was hanging on to the steering wheel with a modicum of ease - although his feet were airborne. And there we were crashing our way through canyons of black water with white, drenching, malicious crests. However, for the last 45 seconds we came into the lee of "Friendship Bay", Bequia, and we parted company with Zoot (and $300 EC), and, drenched through we wandered up the beach to find a taxi.
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Stebuklingas ilipimas! Na apie viska is eiles... Keliuosi 04:30 nes iki aerouosto virs valandos vaziuoti. St Lucia turi 2 aeruostus skirtinguose salies galuose. Nesamone. Dabar apie tai kokia sekminga diena buvo: 1. Lektuvas skrido per Barbados ir atskristi i St Vincent pavelavo tik 1 val, kai pries tai (cia jau buvau lapkriti) velavo virs 2 valandu ir panasu, kad veluoja pastoviai. Jei paveluotu daugiau nei 1 val butu neuzteke laiko... 2. Jau budamas Barbadose ...

... wall in the market said that we, as buyers had the right not to be molested by sellers grabbing our arms and putting samples of fruit in our mouths. They are an aggressive group. We heard about the full moon eclipse and it was a bit difficult, but I was able to stay up until the prime viewing time of 11:00 pm. I had to wake Chris up. I had such a wonderful time lounging on the deck in my jammies, swaying with the breeze. I enjoyed the music ...

... saw all sorts of multi-coloured fish, turtles and iguanas (and I invented a whole new type of sunburn). After lunchtime beers (which followed morning beers) we crashed out in the hammocks on deck. The crew showed me the basics of hauling the sails up and down, and I showed them the basics of tipping beers up and down. The other passengers were champions too, and me and 2 girls in the US Peace Corp agreed to go hiking in St Vincent later in the week. Every so often, a ...

... sailing excursions departing from Admiralty Bay. Launched in 1967, The Friendship Rose was originally commissioned to carry fertilizer between the islands, before becoming the Grenadines official mail boat and later serving as the ferry between Bequia and St. Vincent. Today its sole responsibility is to usher tourist to and from Bequia and such romantic Grenadine destinations as Mustique, Caanouan and the Tobago ...

... about the boats we had seen taking the short cut through the reef from the Tobago Cays to Canouan. With zero visibility that must have been a nightmare though I have little sympathy because the front was very visible as it moved toward us. So here we are waiting out the nasty weather. We just spoke on the radio with South of Reality. They are anchored on the other end of Mayreau in Saline Bay. We made plans to catch up in a few days on Carriacou. Today we will complete this ...

... to and drank at every available oppurtunity, it became pretty OK after that! As we sat there, drinking, tying knots or looking surly (thought my mate Pete was following my lead, then realised he's short sighted, it's a fine line) we got to see the weird and wonderful goings on, Orlando (deadly boring, no personality) walking past trying to look like Johnny Depp, Kiera (jumped up, looks like a 12yr boy- trust me, saw her in a bikini) swanning around with a man- mountain ...

... and again, and again.... Badly and getting worse as I drank more whiskey... 'Knock on wood' was one, then 'Addicted to Love' then I forget, just kept singing whatever came up on the old screen, until the bar was empty and the whiskey was finished. Perhaps the last time I sing publicly? Alas this fun and games only lasted the night, because the next night, after coming back from our bongo drum class (don't ask) we found the someone had broken into the boat, and we ...

... in San Juan at the airport (what a profound statement!) I depart and collect my luggage, for we are about the leave the United States. Funny, I thought I had already done that. Oh well. I find my suitcase, head through customs and over to the gate for Island Air, Planes R Us, or some similar no-name airline. OH MY GOSH! Wait, it gets even better. The plane is sitting on the runway and we have to walk to it. Well, I have done ...