|Tell me again why we're leaving?|
Suddenly I was inexplicably compelled and motivated to get to civilization. For some unknown reason, it became important for me to sit down at a table laden with traditional foods, preferable with friends - old or new, it didn't matter - but friends- and dinner. Lots of DINNER! On Thanksgiving!
My long-suffering husband, completely used to my erratic changes of mind, stoically let loose from our mooring ball and we motored off into the gathering gloom of threatening squalls.
Why didn't I think of this sooner and prepare accordingly? Maybe I thought we were further away from the south of Grenada where Cruisers congregate. Maybe something made me hungry for turkey...
|Held in port for legal issues - so it just sank!|
Once the decision was made, it was easy to formulate a plan. We would stop for the night in St. Georges and see what was going on there. I was sure there would be lots of Cruisers around and maybe one of the restaurants would be serving American Thanksgiving Dinner.
|Two of three cruise ships in port today!|
|The old city of St Georges, Grenada|
|One cruise ship leaving...|
|And another one took its place! At least this one's got character!|
|Steve Jobs' Yacht "Venus"|
No... Not for their reasonably priced bar drinks and great food specials. Not even for the lovely view and comfortable tables to sit and enjoy the free wifi!
While all of these things are very nice, the real reason we NEED GYC is for their LAUNDRY!
|Ta-DAAAA! Glamorous, I know!|
|Four washers and two dryers!|
To make it even better, we used only the washers ($11.50 EC per load which is a tad over $4 US) and then took our wet clothes back to the boat to dry on the lifelines! And since we saved so much on laundry, we can splurge and have Thanksgiving Dinner OUT! OK we aren't really that tight, but I do love a good rationalization.
|Commercial Fishers docked along the Carenage|
|Dinghy Dock on the Carenage|
|Founded in 1650!!!|
We left the dinghy and made a mad dash through the ancient streets of town in search of the Sendall Tunnel. Lacey told us that it was the easiest way to get into St. Georges proper where the banks were. Had she not told us about it I'm sure we would never have ventured into this 350 ft long hole through a mountain!
Of course I have to find out more about this wonder... I found that it was commissioned by Sir Walter Joseph Sendall - Governor-In-Chief of the Windward Islands from 1885 to 1889 - and it was completed in 1894.
It was meant to allow horse-drawn wagons to more easily get from one side of town to the other without having to climb the steep hill. Now it is open to one-way traffic and pedestrians and I am here to tell you... it's a tight squeeze! We considered going up the hill on our way back, until we got a look at the hill! Suddenly sharing a dark tube through tons of rock built the same year as the Eiffel Tower didn't seem like such a bad idea!
|It seemed more close than it looks!|
|Ahhh I've gotta love my "personal safety bubble"|
We visited two banks to get enough cash to make it for a while. We use our credit card far less here in these more southerly islands. Unless it's a large purchase like groceries or at the marine store, we're almost 100% cash now so frequent stops at the bank are a part of life.
|All of the streets are narrow and very busy!|
|Back through the way we came!|
|We turned the corner and gazed at the windy south shore|
|Looking back the way we had come at the NW shore of Grenada|
|Making way slowly|
|Lots of boats in there!|
|Protective reef dampens the ocean swell...almost!|
We came here because Ketchy Shuby was here and because they had graciously offered to get Taffy's Restaurant to squeeze us in at their table, even though they had closed reservations for Thanksgiving Dinner days before. The irony is not lost upon me that we had Thanksgiving Dinner at a place that predominately serves British food, but oh well... At least I don't have to cook!
We arrived in Benji Bay and settled in just in time to relax before the big day! Thanksgiving Day is usually one filled with running around cooking - starting the turkey before dawn to have it ready for an early dinner... closing up the house and cranking the AC down so we won't sweat too much while we bake and stir pots on the stove. Even though it's technically a cold weather holiday, it's never much cooler than the 60's (F) back home. This relaxing thing is a treat that I could get used to!
|Our simple table - Nana must be turning over in her grave!|
|All the traditional dishes were there!|
|Scandalous Gravy Boat|