Let the island hopping begin...
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March 20th, 2007 – by: seventy6daytripper
Island #2....St. Kitts.
After a painful night of sleep (painful in the sense that I didn't get much), we woke up around 9:30 to the sound of the PA system announcing our arrival. After appropriate doses of SPF 30, we headed out into St. Kitts. Immediately upon leaving the dock we were greeted by multiple taxi drivers (yet again). This time, we hired Tony and his Taxi Services for an all day excursion (price pending). We had a good beach in mind, but Tony gave us a better one. And finally! British influence! They're driving on the left side of the road! It was nice to sit in the passenger seat on the left side.
Tony took us to the middle of nowhere, seemingly. He would stop every so often for us to snap a few pictures...particularly when we were at a point where we could see both the Atlantic Ocean and the Caribbean Sea. That was pretty cool. Along the way, we had to brake occasionally for goats/mongeese on the road. After our excitement of seeing our first 2 or 3 wild goats, we accepted the rest as commonplace. We finally got to our beach. And we could've called it our beach too. Besides the shack that served cold drinks and sandwiches, we had about a mile stretch of beach/water to ourselves.
We spent about 5 hours on the beach, explored the coast, swam to a cave in a lagoon, laid out in the sunshine, you know...the usual. I snorkeled for the first time in my life....actually, no. I masked. We forgot the snorkels in the room. I masked around in the water, over coral, sea urchins, around brightly-colored fish, out to about 10 feet of water or so. It was a struggle without a snorkel because gasping for air + unfogging your mask + staying afloat is as tough as it sounds. Picked up a few sand dollars, only to have them break in my hand once they were out of the water.
Luckily, we told Tony to come back and get us, or we might have been stuck on that deserted beach for a while. Tony arrived right on time and suggested a nature hike close to the base of Mt. Liamuiga, the island's active volcano. Along the way we drove through downtown Basseterre. This was my first sign of poverty and living life at its simplest. Shacks, shoeless, and dirty described parts of this city the best. It was sad to drive through. Tony pointed out a Carib beer brewery, a nursing school, and Bloody Point, a point where thousands of native Indians were massacred in the 17th century. Called Bloody Point because the river running under the road flowed red with blood for several days. Why hadn't we heard about this in the US? Unimportant?
At the base of the hike stood the Caribelle Batik, where they specialize in Batik-ing.
Tony drove us back to our ship around 6pm. Total cost of our private taxi? $20 a person. Not bad. Not bad at all. Having worked up a huge appetite, we walked around downtown Basseterre for a few minutes to try and find a place while the girls were getting ready.
We settled on a place called the Circus Grill. I went with cheeseburger, again. I did have a fruit punch drink though, which was delicious. after goofing around with the cameras for a while after dinner, we headed back to the ship, only to be greeted by a Caribbean steel drum band entertaining everyone on the main deck. Caribbean music! Live! Right here on our ship! They were sooooo good.
Rocked to sleep off the coast of St. Kitts. St. Kitts was a solid island. Friendly people, reasonable prices, great sights, great weather. Success.
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