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Quarantine Point, Grenada

Feb 20 – Back to the beach, where we shamelessly took advantage of the amenities of the Radisson Resort that separated us from the water. We’ve been to many places where interlopers are kept out by security, and you have to show a room key or wristband to use the beach.

Not so here! The beach is public property, so we walked the resort, lounged in the lounge chairs, and swam in one of the many pools. How fun to rub elbows with the upper crust!

We had time for one more adventure, so we walked down the beach in the other direction, to see if we could get to Quarantine Point. As the name suggests, it is the site of a former leper colony, and the place where travelers suffering from TB, yellow fever, and other communicable diseases were kept back in the day.

Sodom apple
Sea grapes
Quarantine Point in the distance
We admired the artwork as we walked along
When the beach ended…
…we walked up to the road
…then up the hill
…to a series of thoughtful signs
Sounds like the Four Way Test of the Rotary Club!
And indeed, it turned out that Quarantine Point is now a park maintained by Rotary Club International.
…with lovely murals
…a children’s playground
…with views of the surrounding hills
…and views back toward Grand Anse
And so ends a wonderful respite to a very cold winter.
Happy to say that our flights home were uneventful, despite Homeland Security closing Global Entry. Thank you to the TSA agents who showed up to do their jobs under trying circumstances. ‘Til next time!

The Carenage, Grenada

Feb 18 – As nice as it is to swim and sit on the beach, there’s something to be said for exploring. We hopped a van to travel a few miles up the coast to the Carenage, the busy downtown area where the cruise ships dock.

Last week we were in St Andrew’s parish, now we are in St George’s.
Very hilly streets – see the cruise ship out in the harbor? There is a different ship every day.
You know we like cathedrals, so we stopped by the Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception at the top of the hill…
…but they were celebrating noon mass, so we just peeked in and moved on.
Lots of the same baggies of spices at the tourist market. See the cinnamon sticks?
Plenty of hot sauces, nutmeg jam and rum
Ginger and tomatoes
Red papaya and soursop
TJ’s sounds like a good place for lunch
Jim’s chicken curry pie was huge, and contained four thighs, complete with bones. Don’t bite down hard!
We spoke with a German couple from the cruise ship. They stop at a new island every day.
Plenty of wall art!
Here’s the Grenada sign, partially obstructed by taxi drivers waiting for a fare.
The Sendell Tunnel connects the two sides of town. We thought it was for pedestrians…
…but it’s for car traffic too. A tight squeeze!
On the other side of the tunnel was the harbor…
…where the rich folks dock their yachts
A fine day!

St. George’s, Grenada

Feb 16 – A 45 minute ride down from the hills in a packed van, followed by a 20 minute ride in a local van, got us to our next abode. The Bouganvillea apartments in bustling St. George’s, are just a block from beautiful Grand Anse Beach.

We have a kitchen here, and are near a grocery store, so we can be more in control of what we eat. I think we both gained 10 pounds eating Ingrid’s cooking! We’ll be here for our last week in Grenada.

The weather is exactly the same here on the coast as it was up in the hills; low of 78 and high of 82 degrees F every day. Ideal!

Our new home, complete with veranda
Grand Anse beach – white sand, warm crystal clear water
The beach is about a mile and a half long
All beaches should have shady trees right near the shore – no umbrellas required!
Our favorite street vendor made us some fresh Trinidadian doubles for lunch – curried chickpeas in a spicy pepper sauce wrapped in two flour tortillas.
Yummy doubles!
We checked out the local market
Grenada is known as the Spice Isle, so lots of spices are packed in little baggies for tourists – cinnamon, red pepper, turmeric, mace and ginger
The main export is nutmeg, here in its whole form
Local wildlife
Pink clouds in the afternoon
The swimmers go home as the sun goes down
We could get used to this!