Well, it was lovely to not race off to snorkel – and in fact it became a “dry day” – our first and probably only.
We attended the 9 am service at the Cayman Island Baptist Church – which is where we had attended 3 years ago at the invitation of our landlady. When we arrived maybe 20 mins early we thought – wow, no one is here. Must be island time as it was well attended by 9:03 😊 Good music, excellent singers, and marvelous sermon by the youth pastor, who is a Bodden – evidently a descendent from one of the original founders of the island. Not that anyone greeted us – so not as friendly as Advent! Afterwards we were invited to return next week, with the admonition to get there early as it’s expected to be as crowded as Christmas and Easter because it's mother's day. The previous pastor will be there too, and he was the one we spoke to about holding a Marriage Encounter Weekend there – he was quite interested but was planning to retire. Evidently he is here part time on Little Cayman now, divided with home in the States (new grandchildren
had been expected then).
We were prepared to head north to the nature preserve on the far north west of the island directly from the service, but we needed lunch, and when we discovered that there is another Tukka’s up that way, we had to have lionfish tacos again. For $14 Caymanian, compared to the $39 all you can eat breakfast. $14 plus ½ the sweet potato fries is indeed all I can eat. It was situated right on the water, in the “North Sound,” which is the protected water inside the reef. We could look across it to Rum Point and the fancy houses at Starfish Point.
We wandered around the nature preserve by car, but by then David was quite nervous about running out of gas, so we didn’t stay long. We came out onto the roads, looked up the closest gas station, and ended up in HELL! Why there is a town called Hell is beyond us, but they have all sorts of signs like “welcome to hell.” Actually David investigated the cause of the name, and it's based on the outcroppings of limestone formations
The station closed at 3, so it’s a good
thing we went when we did! The price was 6.38 Caymanian, about 7.80/gal. We were on the most north road for some of the time - and passed the Dolphin experience and the Turtle Sanctuary. Is that where they get all the turtle meat for the many turtle dishes we see on offer?! We are not about to try any, tho we happily have had conch a few times. No more octopus either now that we understand they are smarter than some of our friends, ha ha.
We ended up going out to the long driveway of the Queen Elizabeth Botanical Garden again for maybe 45 mins, and got some lovely photos of a PARROT peeking around at us. Do they live in holes? That’s where he was. On the way we passed a stretch of this main southern road PACKED with cars parked on both sides of the road – evidently there is a dragstrip raceway there.
We cooked all the grouper we had bought yesterday in korma curry sauce, with raisins, peanuts, and bananas, on basmati rice and had that after checking in with family on zoom. Everyone’s well, we are glad to report.
the way, we forgot to mention the varied menu on the restaurant where we bought the jerk chicken yesterday. Each day they have specials: like Tuesday coconut curry fish, and Friday Okra, Scotch Bonnet, and coconut grilled fish, but the real interest is the variety of soup. Monday is "cow foot soup." Friday is "Mannish water." What, pray tell, is that, David asked....goat testicle soup. !! chopped up fortunately, not floating around like dumplings! Do we dare??!!
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