MY CARIBBEAN ADVENTURE | Saint Lucia

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MY CARIBBEAN ADVENTURE

I’ll start like this:

 

The identical method I used to be enchanted, I used to be additionally disenchanted.

 

There may be this wide-spread perception that within the tropics yow will discover what Greece is lacking: higher climate, hotter solar (and due to this fact a greater tan), cleaner seashores, greener waters, brisker pineapple, higher cocktails, and, in fact, whiter, or softer, or no matter sands.

 

My very own (I repeat, my very own) impression, nevertheless, was very completely different. I didn’t have such a tremendous expertise, neither in Seychelles, which I didn’t love in any respect, nor in Mauritius and the Caribbean – particularly within the Caribbean.

 

And naturally I didn’t discover in any of these locations one thing equal to what Greece has to supply.

 

Shopping for a trip combo, or planning a visit to those components of the world, with out taking the climate under consideration, is one large fake pas. Rains and monsoons might destroy your total journey. And naturally you’ll mourn the appreciable quantities of cash you’ll have spent.

 

The Caribbean, and Saint Lucia to be extra actual, has many beauties: Lovely sea, spectacular reefs for scuba diving, well mannered inhabitants, palm timber, and inexperienced waters. On the identical time, nevertheless, it additionally has mediocre meals, unimpressive night-life, poverty, and criminality within the surrounding space. In actual fact, other than the ocean, it has not a lot else of significance to supply. And that is my private opinion in fact.

 


 

 

Christmas time was not ideally suited for a sea-and-sun trip. It rained annoyingly each half hour, reaching a peak on my final day there, when it rained continuous for 20 hours. And that’s when my tropical trip changed into a nightmare – the worst of my life.

 

Subsequent day’s catastrophe report was an island reduce in half, blocked streets, tons of mud in every single place, in each road and village, palm-trees torn aside, collapsed bridges and, sure, it was Christmas Day, which meant that nobody and nothing was working.

 

After making an un-successful try to go away the island the evening earlier than, we set off for the airport, hoping that this ordeal would quickly be over. However we have been unsuitable, as a result of it was neither over, nor nice.

 

The one approach to get to the airport was both by helicopter, or by boat. No must say that we ended up in a ship, a fishing boat, setting off from Dennery, a fishing city someplace on the east of the island.

And regardless that the route on the map appears quick, it took us two hours by automotive from Marigot Bay to Dennery, after which yet one more hour by boat from Dennery to Vieux Fort, on the south of the island.


 

Upon reaching Dennery, we discovered solely 5 fishermen, and earlier than we had even come out of the automotive, we have been surrounded by your complete village: Youngsters, canine, bare-foot girls – An enormous commotion, a scene out of a film, certainly. In two minutes, our baggage was on the boat inside black plastic baggage, and we have been already carrying soiled yellow raincoats. The boat was not what I had imagined – it was worse.

 


 

The individuals standing on the dock have been shouting, “Merry Christmas” and “Have a protected flight,” and the captain (not less than that’s what he mentioned he was) was yelling for us to place our mobiles in our baggage. It was insane!

 

 

A 50, sure 50-minute boat journey within the tough Atlantic Ocean, inside a wood boat, and the airport was nowhere to be seen. And when ultimately one thing appeared within the horizon and we reached it, we have been offered with this:

 

 

 

 

 

 

The airport was closed, the runway a large number, all of the flights cancelled, no gasoline, one plane destroyed throughout touchdown, and naturally not an opportunity of departure. From 7 within the morning, we managed, after a lot wrestle, to depart at 6 within the afternoon (thoughts you that after 6:30 it will have been fully darkish and the runway had no lights) and the journey ended there. We needed to fly to Barbados for re-fuelling. A lot stress and discomfort.

 

I suppose I used to be unfortunate as a result of the worst rain of the yr, and possibly the best catastrophe to have stricken the island for a very long time, occurred throughout my time there. However actually, the selection of such locations ought to all the time be made based mostly on the climate, and never the worth. Most of those islands don’t have the appropriate infrastructure, and issues run very slowly. Being ready for any misadventure is important (don’t get me began on that Christmas tsunami in Thailand).

It was a small paradise.

The expertise was invaluable; a life expertise, actually – and like a life expertise it needs to be remembered.

However ultimately, I want Ithaca.

 

 


 
P.S. The images have been taken with a cellular, that’s why the low decision. Photographers on the market, please forgive me!

**Translation from Greek to English: Maria Coveou

 

Maria Kalymnou


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