Antigua

Monday 13th January. After 7 days at sea everyone on board was happy to see Antigua. How Nelson must have felt when he got here I don’t know but I bet he was glad to see dry land.

Got up to watch the sunrise at 6.30am because my body clock is now totally confused. We have been having an extra hour every other night as we crossed the Atlantic. The first time is great, but by the fourth or fifth, you don’t know up from down.

Antigua, boasts 365 beaches or one for every day of the year, of course no-one has ever counted them so I’ll take their word….it sounds good.

The pace of life here is definitely sloooower, and we toured the Island in Safari Landrovers. Don’t ask me why the Landrover had camouflage painted on it as we saw no big game. By the way, do you know what happens to all the tyres you take off your cars when they are bald?  They are sent here to Antigua as the have Plenty of Life left …..

Away from the main town, Antigua is a green Island with good growing soil and plenty of vegetation.  Most of it grows up through old abandoned cars.

Why, take a car to the dump when you can grow your favourite weed inside?

Looking down from the top of Telegraph Hill there was a spectacular view of Nelson’s Shipyard

where a surly Nelson used to work.

Later sugar was the main export for the Island, now industry has gone and even the local beer and rum are made for imported ingredients. It’s all very sad. Meanwhile, we can still see the ruins of the original sugar plantation at Betty’s Hope.

Then is a quick lunch, making sure you don’t park where you shouldn’t and then back to the boat.

And onward to the next Island….