Never a dull moment
Trip Start Nov 29, 2011
99Trip End Mar 01, 2012
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We survived the night without even a knock at the door, although there were a few pizza menu posted under the door, more junk mail than we get at home!
Well we had a bit of a stressful start for our standards really. It looked like an easy route into the airport considering we were staying virtually on the runway. We even followed the courtesy shuttle bus for good measure right up the airport entrance. Thats when it started to go downhill, just as we noticed the sign saying car rental returns on the other side of the road. Not a problem you might think, but given six lanes or so in either direction and flyovers going here there and everywhere no such thing as a U turn now. Well now there are signs everywhere, apart of course from the ones I needed. Ah another sign saying Car rentals but just missed it again, ended up trying to go in the staff entrance, so had to ask the guard for help. Turn around and go to exit 3. There were no signs for exit 3 and by this time Claire was slightly anxious. At the junction she demanded I go back to where we saw the last sign for car rentals, I did as I was told. Well at least I could try and follow the signs again and on this road there was little traffic. I followed it round in a loop almost back to where the security guard directed us, then it took us to exit 3. We were out of the airport. A couple more confusing signs later and we were back over the other side of the road where I had originally missed the turn. At least now the signs were every few metres, now just to get to the right parking place, all the rental companies share the same multi storey car park and the place is huge with different signs for different companies. Eventually the car was handed back
Next challenge was getting back to the airport, we were given some instructions in Spanish American and we headed off. We found the shuttle service and waited for a while until we realised all these shuttles were going to the port not the airport. I overheard some other people who had made a similar mistake being directed to the monorail and we followed suit.
Once in the airport of course our passports never work in the automated check ins so we have to queue up and time is starting to tick away now. The queue moved fast enough though and we got through. We hadn't eaten and started to look around for somewhere to eat. Can you believe an airport of this size has no McDonalds, no Burger King and the only Starbucks was at the other side of the terminal. I’m not saying those restaurants would be our first choice but there was nowhere else really, a TGI Fridays and a couple of places selling sandwiches. We made do with a sandwich in the end and took it on the plane. I for one was ready to take flight from there.
The flight took us over the Bahamas, so many islands lined up one after another, they looked fantastic surrounded by turquoise sea. It’s a 3.5 hour flight to Barbados which passed by quickly enough.
Once we got to the hotel we had a look around, it is right on the sea front with a gate leading onto the beach. I had my first swim in the Caribbean sea, Claire saved herself for tomorrow and sat reading her book.
This evening we met up with Lisa and Alvan who Claire went to Uni with. It was great to catch up with them, it’s been four years since we’ve seen each other. Alvan being a local was escorting us to the local nightlife. We started out at Oistins fish bar, this place is amazing, so many people. This is a party that goes on all night long. There is local music, people dancing and lots of outlet selling food, the main theme is the fish caught fresh that day and we had to try some Bajan fish cakes. They didn’t taste much like fish but were actually more like doughnuts, very nice. There was a really good vibe here but so busy.
We had one beer here then headed off to St Lawrence Gap, another party place. A street full of lively bars and restaurants playing loud music. Again very busy and the same great vibe. Alvan gave me the blog title tonight when he told us the moto of Barbados is "Never a dull moment", well it fits in so many ways.
Lisa had been island hoping all day starting in Caymen and transferring in Trinidad so was probably more weary than we were so we called it a day (well it was just after midnight so Claire did well)