I am not sure I have an excuse but as I opened my blog to post from Brazil I realized that I never finished my Carribean posts. Apologies.
We flew from Sint Maarten to St Croix on the Saturday morning after (eventually) an excellent dinner and breakfast at our small and adequate hotel very close to the airport.
Upon landing we (again) went thru Immigration, US immigration this time, we thought for the last time.
My friend Jen, who I had last seen in Auckland NZ at the beginning of March had decided to quit her job in Charlotte and move to St Croix "because she had always wanted to live there" and had moved down about 3 weeks earlier. The island was not what I had anticipated in that it was way less developed and touristy than I had imagined, and from my view point that is great.
The island is about 30 miles wide and Fredriksted (where Jen lives) is on the western coast. She has a small but very comfortable apartment and can sit on her balcony and see (and hear) the ocean. Not bad!!
Fredriksted is the second largest town, but not large in any sense and is the sort of sleepy Carribean town you might imagine. There is an occasional stop by a cruise ship and all hands turn out to sell what ever crafts and goodies they have. Otherwise the town has an active scuba diving community with several schools and a variety of dive trips available.
Jen had purchased a Jeep a couple of days earlier so we had transportation and took a drive around the northwest side of the island some of which was on roads defiantly suited to Jeeps rather than cars! We ended up at one of the beach side bars and met up with some of Jen's friends and shared a few beers and some stories. There had been a lion fish fishing competition and we were there for the adjudication and prize giving.
Lion fish are a huge, and little known threat to the natural species on these waters. The story goes that there were some lionf ish in an aquarium in south Florida when hurricane Andrew struck in 1991 and they escaped into the sea and have proceeded to multiply and eat most any other species with the exception of grouper and a couple of others I cannot recall.
The lion fish are certainly exotic to look at but voracious predators.
We had the opportunity to sample some of the local cafes and bars, and it seemed that everyone knew each other. The guys that ran the coffee shop were refugees from the Illinois winters and we met several others who had made a conscious lifestyle choice to kick back and live a less stressed life. Good on them I say!
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| Breakfast on Jen's balcony |
It was also time for some laundry and Jen told us that the local Laundromat was at the hotel about 200 yards away.
I headed down there, put my laundry in and lay on a lounger with a book while Jen and Candida chatted. There was a group of young people there with a mix of American, British and South African accents. They were having some sort of a company meeting and were leaving that day.
We chatted and one guy (and his Japanese girlfriend) came to speak with Candida. He spoke Portuguese very well and had visited Brazil on many occasions. Frankly they all looked like they had enjoyed themselves the previous evening and were preparing themselves for the long (longer for some) flights ahead.
On Monday Candida and I borrowed Jen’s Jeep and left around 5.30am to go to Point Udal that is the most easterly point in the USA. The US Virgin Islands are considered a part of the United States (when it suits the government I believe) but they do not have states rights, and do not (I think) participate in Federal elections. I need to check this.
Anyway we headed out in the dark and with the benefit of Jen’s GPS we arrived just before sunrise around 6.15. Were it not cloudy it would have been spectacular, but it was an interesting place anyway and we enjoyed the experience.
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| View to the west from Point Udall |
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| Pt Udall looking east. Next stop is West Africa! |
We went on to Christiansted, which is the other (and largest) town on the island and arrived as the town was waking up and had a good breakfast.
There is a float plane service from Christiansted to some of the other islands and we had a cup of coffee and watched the activity as people dressed for business arrived at the seaplane base and boarded the various flights. We were amused to see a rooster walking around like he owned the place.
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| The Boss!! |
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| Ready to taxi. Note Canadian reg on aircraft. |
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| Love the idea of a Departure tent rather than a gate!! |
We walked around the town and visited the fort, which had initially been built by the Danish who were the first westerners on the island. The Commandant certainly lived well with his family but I suspect the average soldier was not as comfortable, and probably had to wear a uniform designed in Europe for much colder weather and that they sweated a lot!!
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| Downtown Christiansted |
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| Friendly fellow on a gun turret at the fort |
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| Christiansted Fort |
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| Obviously the sign did not apply to him!! |
Jen had initially announced that she was leaving her Charlotte job, but was asked to stay on for a while and that she could work remotely from her balcony. I think the bank were keen not to lose her talents and needed her expertise. I have to say she looked relaxed with her laptop on the balcony, but think she probably got more work done because of fewer interruptions other than guests like us!!
It was raining on and off during our whole visit as we felt the after effects of Hurricane Tomas. Tuesday proved to be a wetter than normal day and we mostly hung out and took a walk along the beach from Jen’s place and did a little shopping. We were able to find a few things to make Jen’s life a little easier (like it is tough!!) and had fun doing it. The day culminated with Beach Bingo” with friends at a bar about 8 miles away.
Overall we had a wonderful time and I would not have gone to St Croix if Jen had not been there. Our paths cross in different parts of the world (dinner in Auckland NZ, home stay in St Croix!!) and I am privileged to have her as a friend. Candida loves her as much as I do!!
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