Blog 709 In the Port of St. George’s, Grenada. 27/1/22

Isn’t this fantastic; we are just 12 degrees north of the Equator. Last night, we departed the port of Bridgetown, Barbados and I took some final photographs, walking back to Queen Mary 2 from the Terminal. “Will I ever see this now quite familiar place again?” I wondered, as by now, feeling much more tired, I tried to maintain my resolution of 10,000 steps each day. For the first time this voyage, I did not achieve my daily steps target. I had become overwhelmed with fatigue.

I went to bed early last night (before 10pm), in need of a long sleep. I awoke several times including at 3am when I took a shower and a travel sickness pill in the hopes of falling asleep prior to the long day ahead. I felt slightly travel sick on the bus yesterday, and felt that it might have been wise to take a sea-sick pill. Knowing that today would involve several hours on bumpy bendy narrow hilly roads, I took a pill at 3am and that did the trick. I enjoyed each hairpin bend bump and sudden braking with no discomfort. The tour guide was first rate, and not overwhelming. But his knowledge and enthusiasm made for the most enjoyable trip possible. In a nut shell, we toured most of the island of Grenada, around the coast, and to the highest road point, 1,910 ft above sea level. Sadly, the weather was overcast with frequent rain showers – even in the dry season.

Our tour guide gave information appropriate (with a touch humour) to everything we saw during about 4 or 5 hours on the minibus.