GRENADA
I was very pleased to finally reach Grenada after an epic journey of around 52 hours travel time. That did include a night in a hotel at Miami airport but travelling non the less. I won’t bemoan my travels too much as poor Tim and Campbell suffered much more than me on their return to Australia. I will have to find out their entire travel time after missing the connecting flight from Dallas to Melbourne. But……getting back to the story.
Phantomas and crew finished the crossing on Sunday the 11th of January and tied up in the marina around 3.30pm, so the timing was perfect. My flight was due into Grenada around 10pm. As you can imagine there were a number of refreshing beverages had in the marina bar and restaurant between the crew. I actually had no expectation that I would be met at the airport so upon walking out of the airport who should I see but a very, and I mean very, merry husband waiting for me. I was very surprised that he was there. I later heard the story of Tim and Cam organising with a girl working at the marina bar to book a taxi for Tony to meet me at the airport. I think they must have poured him into the taxi and told the taxi driver to not lose him. It was great to see him after waving him goodbye in Gibraltar weeks before.
His partners in crime, on returning to the boat that night, were dead to the world so it’s no wonder upon seeing Tim in the morning the first words to leave my mouth were
“What the hell did you do to my husband?” no, pleasantries after weeks at sea.
It was a funny moment!
We started our Monday with breakfast at the restaurant with three of us ordering the Grenadian breakfast. The lucky taxi driver from the night before was coming to take the four of us on an island tour. Mark and Agneiszka were on their way to a resort to get some well-deserved space and sleep and air conditioning.
First stop was a Rum distillery which may have been better as the final stop but buckle up. There was a well known saying at the bar
“You can’t drink all day if you don’t start in the morning”
So, the tasting began.
The rest of the day was spent visiting various other points of interest around St George’s the main town. The island is very hilly/mountainous and so lush and green that its such a change from the sparse islands of The Cyclades in Greece. The local people we met were very friendly and relaxed.
The next day Tuesday was travel day for Tim & Cam so they packed their gear and headed for the airport. We had one more night with Mark and Agneiszka before they too were off and away on new adventures. That left two!
We were quite enjoying the marina and using the pool and having drinks at the bar and the calm water and of course the boat porn! The marina had berths for big super yachts, so Tony had been enjoying looking at those. He was yet to see the biggest one of all that following day.
After deciding again to book just one more night in the marina we set off for a walk into the centre of St George’s where we came across the Cruise Ship port and ALL the passengers. The island is quite different from Europe as you could imagine. The “tourist” cafes and restaurants are hard to distinguish from the local places and life is a bit harder for the Grenadians than in other places we have experienced in the past years of sailing.
Look at out new neighbours. Do you think they might invite us over for drinks?
As we were walking around the coast back to the marina Tony spotted “Leviathan” the mother of all super yachts coming into the harbour. As we got closer to the marina, it became evident that the yacht was destined for our marina and not only our marina, but it was to be our neighbour. At 110m long, it was going to be hard to take a photo of the yacht when we got back on board Phantomas because it was just too big. We did get a photo of our yacht’s reflection on one of the lower windows of Leviathan though. Seriously, the wealth there is in the world for the successful few is staggering.
