Charlotteville Social Life

The munchies in the rucksack had melted.
So no raison-sunflower-pumpkin-seed-and-dark-chocolate trail-goodies. So sad. But all major mistakes are the seeds of great inventions. After soaking the whole concoction in rum a few days it has become a cake.
That is, I mix a carrot cake batter, minus carrots, plus spices (becomes Spice Cake) and add the trail-goodies as a fill. Baked in our little boat-oven it rises, bakes perfectly and turns out like a proper (store bought!)cake. We tried several pieces to test the quality.

In town in the evening we dine at "Sharon and Phebe's" veranda. Our Canadian rain-forest-friends are there. Beside our table (starboard)is a Trinidad-Egyptian couple with daughter, and adorable granddaughter. We have a chat with them. On our port side there is a psychiatrist from Vermont, wife and mother-in-law. We have a chat with them. At the pier-bench we chat with a black Trinidad man diving in Tobago for the weekend. And at "Eastman's" we meet the Danish crew of "Bonita". And have a nice chat.

It's easy to get to know people in Charlotteville.