Le Grande Marchè

Dry good shopping at Le Grande Marchè: Jugs of water, cartons of juice and milk, cans of beer. That's the bulk of the dry goods. Then there's the corned beef, chilli beans and hash. Sardines we still have from the Cape Verde Islands. And a super supply of soups and sauces from our Norwegian visitors in Trinidad. This will be our longest passage, about three weeks to 25 days. Depending.

Upside-down in the saloon storage lockers, the sweat running in a river down (up?) my spine; finally everything is stored, numbered and catalogued. Everyone seems to be having a long work-day today. So when the skies darken, that's 6pm, we join "Snorre" and "Felicie" and trawl the busy, dusty road for a place to eat. No real problem since this main drag is lined with cafés, bars and restaurants. The three girls leading the way choose The Warf, with a live dance band. The three captains following after.
Good, spicy, "blackened" wahi-wahi fish. And then we shake loose stiff muscles with a few swirls on the dance floor.

What a life.