Blogs from Antigua, Antigua & Barbuda, Central America Caribbean - page 6

Hei Rakkaat ystävät, minulla on pieni ongelma tämän matkablogini kanssa. Kertoisinko teille, miksi Antiguan korkeimman vuoren nimi muutettiin tämän kuun alussa Mount Obamaksi, ja kuinka typeränä tekona antigualaiset sitä pitävät, tai siitä että pastori Marvin kysyi minulta yhtenä päivänä, olenko kristitty; vai kuvailisinko teille trooppista myrskyä Anaa, joka heikkeni onneksi trooppiseksi matalapaineeksi (tropical depression) Antigualle saavuttuaan, mutta äityy ensi viikolla hurrikaaniksi, kun se ehtii USA:n rannikolle; vai pitäisikö minun puhua Antiguan hyljeksitystä espanjankielisestä vähemmistöstä, koska tapasin St Lucialta kotoisin olevan musliminuorukaisen, jonka tyttöystävä on kotoisin Dominicalta, ja joka työskentelee töppäilevälle LIAT -lentoyhtiölle, tai kirjoittaisinko antigualaisten paukkuvasta steel drum -musiikista tai loistoristeilijä Victoriasta, joka toi yhdeksi päiväk... read more

As a kid, my brother teased me for every little mistake. This is the privilege of an older brother. But, I became very self-conscious. Because I am naturally brilliant, I started school when I was only four. And like most young geniuses, I was physically awkward, a ready target for dodge ball bullies. This made me more self-conscious. I learned to take teasing well. My ex-husband once picked me up for a date wearing a t-shirt that said “I’m with Stupid”. But I did not enjoy feeling self-conscious. So I stayed within the confines of those activities that I could do well: snow ski, swim, write and drive. (I said drive, not park!) After my divorce, my attitude changed. All that looking good got me nada. I wanted to have some fun. I wanted to give ... read more

There was a break in the weather and it looked good for traveling, so we set sail for Antigua- the yachting capital of the world. On our first day of the trip we decided to stop in Dehais, a small anchorage on the north end of Guadeloupe, to rest for the night. Then we awoke at dawn the next day and continued our journey. We arrived in the southern end of Antigua by late afternoon and had to decide where to anchor, either Fallmouth Harbour or English Harbour. These two harbors sit side by side and are separated only by a small isthmus in the center. Everything is within walking distance from either anchorage, thus the choice depends on what you want your view to be. Fallmouth Harbour is the main base for the superyachts of ... read more

Falmouth Harbour again, somehow it seems very good to be here, especially after our night sail. In the morning we woke up about 9 am and soon got the shambles of the boat organised, it looked a bit like a washing machine inside, we bundled up all the dirty washing, towels, sheets etc and prepared to go ashore and see the customs. The night before we had literally dropped the anchor at the entrance as soon as it was safe to do so, and when we woke up we found we were anchored just off the reef, but in quite a good place. In the dinghy we set off for the customs and the first boat we saw were our friends Richard and Jan on Scorpio, we were with them in Turkey and Syria and Israel ... read more

I will apolagise now as after I promised I would do no dangerous activites we were offered the chance to climb a volcano and get really close to flowing lava... At the time it sounded a great idea. The 6 am start to get to Pakaya wasn´t ideal, the 2 hour hike to get to the lava (only 4km..) again wasn´t that fun but I did get pictures of lava!! The hike up was through jungle, then sand and then lava rock that crumbled under your feet. Both Amy and I have lava rock scars from it falling onto our legs as we got too close to the person in front of us climbing... getting to the lava was strange, you could feel the heat through your feet and it was just so hot (I get ... read more