
Apres le mouillage ds la baie de Prince Rupert, nous avions hate au samedi, jour de marche. Quelle atmosphere et quelle gentillesse des habitants! Nous avons tout deguste: de l'eau de la noix de coco jusqu'au chips de plantain, en passant par le fish & chips et les gentilles madames du marche! Tous les produits sont frais, il y a des mangues qui tombent du ciel, des crapauds geants qu'on appelle poulet des montagnes! Et le rhum local: Red Cap!



Coconut water! Mangoes, fish and rum...all good for the health! No wonder such a great number of Dominicans live over 100 years !
There is a sense of harmony waling through the streets of this little paradise...all natural 100%!













After the second bridge, it was still very dark and we decided to anchor in the river, awaiting sunset before going to the Pointe-a-Pitre anchorage. We could see its skyline (!), with a church spire adorned with green lights bulbs and a some white ones spiraling along the spire..a bit strange...but hey, some decorate their insurance buildings with lights, other their churches. Let's keep an open mind. On this picture, you see Pointe-a-Pitre by day ... with THE church.
We were aware that there had been a general strike on the island for 5 weeks now and when we say general, we mean general...no services and no fuel except for emergencies. no food delivery to stores, no animals slaughtered...general! This of course included garbage collection and so, our first incursion in town was a very negative one. Everything is closed down and it's not appealing at all...as for the marina, it was expensive and ..smelly also (sewers?). So, we decided to delay our land excursions to a latter time and we sailed away to paradise...of Iles de Saintes.




































