Last night for dinner, we went back to One Love and shared a pizza. Sometimes pizza really hits the spot, but the winner last night was the homemade gelato, made from Grenadian chocolate. Yes, please!
Once we got home from dinner it rained pretty heavily, and we were thankful that we were tucked inside. We’ve been pretty fortunate this trip with the rain.
We had no plans for today, so we got up leisurely, made breakfast and packed beach bags. By 9:40, we were walking out and down our steep, steep driveway. Our goal was to take the bus to the Grand Anse beach area, and walk to BBC beach, which is further down and not on any bus route.
We hadn’t even made it down our street and onto the highway yet, and a bus driving by tooted at us. We gave some sort of affirmative head nod or hand wave and started hustling across the busy highway to catch the bus that had pulled over for us. Actually, our physical response is more akin to the quick head turn a sloth makes upon hearing the sharp call of its predator, the harpy eagle. If we respond to the bus toot, then the bus driver knows we are interested in catching a ride. Or something like that.
A few minutes later we were deposited at the Grand Anse bus stop.
The walk from the bus stop to the BBC Beach took maybe 20 or 30 minutes. We walked up and around Quarantine Point and then we were there.
This beach seemed really chill, maybe even sleepy. We walked part of the way down, found a shady spot, and set up our tent.
Its been exceedingly hot and humid here, and by the time we had arrived we were covered in sweat. Some more than others. Time for a dip.
We spent the remainder of the day either lounging under our beach tent or swimming in the water. Nathan tried to snorkel for a bit, but after last night’s rain, the water is cloudy and there is not much in this protected bay.
At noon we were ready for our sandwiches, which we remembered this time thankfully, and the afternoon was much the same. Cooling off in the water and relaxing under our shade tent. We went to the beach bar to get an afternoon drink and asked about where to find local cuisine for dinner. The bartender suggested Dodgy Dock for Street Food Wednesday and we thought that was a fine idea.
By 4 pm, we were all packed up and walking back to the bus stop for the return home, with a side detour to the ATM.
In moments of our arrival, a very full bus pulled up for us, we squeezed in, and within minutes we were deposited at the True Blue roundabout. The locals haven’t yet given us the opportunity to knock to get out, but we’re working on it.
We walked home, sorted out our beach gear, showered for dinner and relaxed a bit more before heading out to Dodgy Dock.
We followed Google Maps to Dodgy Dock, which got us in the employee entrance (whoops), and we walked around the resort until we found the restaurant. There were lines to buy tickets and lines to be seated. Apparently we should have made reservations (whoops again) but they accommodated us in a high two top.
The locals here are all dressed up as if they were at church, so while I’m wearing a pair of flowy and colorful striped pants with a black T shirt, Nathan’s in a quick dry athletic shirt and shorts. Whoops again!
There are people everywhere, and trying to get a glimpse of the food and how many tickets it cost was a little overwhelming for me. I sent Nathan to get a plate of food with our 10 tickets ($50 EC or $18.50 US).
He came back with macaroni pie, beans and rice, some kind of pork, and eggplant and squash. The cost was 11 tickets, but the woman serving was ok with being shorted a ticket and let Nathan off the hook. Crisis averted.
After we finished that plate of food we decided we needed another 10 tickets to get another plate of food. I was feeling a little more comfortable about the people, crowds and lines everywhere, so I went up with our next 10 tickets and came back with a fried bake, stewed lambi (conch) and ginger and garlic marlin.
It was all very good, but I will say I so very much appreciate being served fish at home that has no bones in it. It’s quite the energy consuming activity to eat fish here.
After dinner, we walked to the small grocery convenience shop, grabbed an ice cream bar and walked home.
