As if it were not already painfully obvious that our time together on the ship was coming to a close, today we had to turn in our immigration forms for our return to Barbados Saturday morning. With each passing day, the reality of home, work, and winter gets a little closer. But that is something to ponder on the plane, today our little group is invading Bequia.
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| It's not all fun and games... |
As has become our routine, I met Jay for coffee. We watched the morning yoga group go through their paces. When the bartender arrived, we had the first of our daily bloody maries. John soon joined us and we headed down for breakfast before exploring Bequia. Although I have never heard of this island, apparently there is quite a
large contingency of European ex-pats who call it home for part of the year.
The town itself was very "non-touristy." Not a Sunglass Hut, Little Switzerland, or t-shirt shop to be seen. There was, however, a lovely coffee shop. John had been hankering for some real coffee, so while he had coffee and cake, we sampled some of the local beer before walking to the end of the harbor walk.
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| The harbor walk |
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| Bromeliads in the trees |
On the way back to the center of town, we ran into Kim, our friend who is one of the owners of Concierge Travel. Like us, he was feeling a little peckish, so we turned back along the harbor walk and headed over to a place that specializes in Lobster Pizza. Silly me, I thought, lobster pizza would be incredibly heavy and rich, so I suggested that perhaps we should get only one large pizza for the 6 of us. Kim laughed at me and ordered two large pizzas. And even though we had all just eaten breakfast only a few hours earlier, there was not a slice of pizza left when we were finished.
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| The view from the restaurant |
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The restaurant also had free wi-fi, so we all took a moment to post a few "wish your here" pictures on Facebook for our friends back home. Thanks to Kim and Bob for the excellent lunch suggestion.
As we headed back to the harbor entrance, we decided to take a van around the island and see the sights. By chance, we ran into Brian and Martin who happily joined our tour. The island is not very large so our tour lasted about an hour, but with such great company it was a fun afternoon.
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| BFFs - Glenn and John |
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| The Royal Clipper at anchor |
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| Our longitude and latitude |
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| Glenn, Jay, John, Bob, Brian, Tom, and Martin blocking the view |
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| The requisite selfie |
As much as we enjoyed our visit on Bequia, we couldn't dawdle. There was yet another event to prepare for - the Captain's Drag Dinner. While I thought we were sitting this event out, apparently the siren song of makeup and hair was just too strong for John to resist. The makeup room opened at 4:00, which meant quite a few "lovely" ladies in full face joined us for pre-dinner cocktails.
The best part of the Captain's Dinner is that everyone makes their entrance by coming down the grand staircase to the dining room. Once everyone was seated, it was like every other dinner on a cruise ship - overdressed women accompanied by their proud husbands. Well, only if you squint your eyes and hold your head just right.
And, after all this fun, there is still the white party for a little dancing before bed.
It was the best day ever.
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