It has been a relatively slow week here in Trinidad. Allan visited some of the businesses to talk about some of the work he wants to get done on the boat. I didn't ask for details; can wait for the bottom line. I got a spurt of energy the other day and decided to start cleaning the deck, and began with the cockpit. I was going really good, when all of the sudden I was down, and down hard. I tried calling out to Allan but wasn't sure he could hear me over the a/c below. But he said he heard me call him twice...."Allan...Allan, help me, I fell". In my mind it was merely a whisper but according to Al, everyone around heard me. Oh dear! I was hurt bad, and the pain in my leg was so bad, I wasn't sure what was wrong. The only thing that worried me was being sick in Trinidad. I took a small gouge out of my ankle and expected the side of my leg to be black and blue. I feel that my Angel is working around the clock to keep me safe.
Tomorrow we are heading out to get some provisioning at a bigger grocery store. Hopefully the selection will be better and we can get some meat. I am dieing to have some meat that I can recognize...no more goat, or pig tail, or pig snouts. We have never been so giddy about leaving the boat in weeks. We have also booked a day tour to go to the zoo and the botanical gardens. Apparently the gardens are the oldest in the world; however, reviews on the zoo all lean toward it being bad. I will take photos. People just don't value animals like some other countries in the world. I can see me with a placard out front trying to shut the zoo down. Might need backup from Trish....so Trish if you are reading this.
Below is a photo of what garbage and other stuff can be seen around our boat, on a "good" day.
This photo is what is officially called "Fishing Co-op" but Allan and I lovingly refer to it as Shanty Town. The fishermen stay here through the week, and those who have family elsewhere go there for the weekend. They drive through the marina's at at least ten knots. You can imagine how the boats rock and roll, and this goes on all day and most nights. The first day here I yelled at one of them to "slow down" but didn't realize that there were no "no wake zones" here. Apparently there are laws on the waterways, but there are is no law enforcement. The Coast Guard boats go through faster than any of them.
Good Night my little Angel, Nana loves you. xoxox
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