Beautiful Grenada

What is it with us are we a magnet?!!!! No matter where we anchor we find some idiot anchoring right on top of us. This time we had two, one on starboard side the other on the bow. We could have exchange cheap yellow mustard. This one was a catamaran which moves quite a bit faster then us in any wind puff, at times he passed our bow with barley 10 feet to spare. We couldn't even pull anchor if we needed too as he sat right over it.
While Sid fixed the salt water pump I ventured ashore to get some money and check all the stores I knew to see if they were still there. In deed they were and in better shape then what I remembered. The store variety is so much better here than in Trinidad. Even the marine stores have lots more to offer Grenada is in every part much better and nicer than Trinidad except for the locals they are friendly in both places.
Later in the afternoon Diane picked me up and with the local Taxi we drove to Prickly Bay, she needed some boat parts and I went for company. It's fun but also scary driving the Maxi Taxis here the drivers speed around in these mini vans like they are on a race track and I tell you the roads here are also quite narrow with many, many turns. And of course the music is blaring so that you can't talk to your next seat neighbor. The music is definitely better in Trinidad. Diane and I looked at each other in horror when we listened to one of the songs, in the same tone the singer was saying over and over again "throw up - throw up - throw up..." through out the whole song. I think there were only about 20 other words in it. The song sounded as disgusting as the words were and they call this music here. Far gone are the good Grenada Calypso times at least Trinidad's calypso although also altered over the years is still fairy enjoyable to listen.
In the mean time we re-anchored, just around the corner from the St. George lagoon, which by the way is an extinct volcano crater. Paradise is in front of a beautiful beach with view over to the St. George Carenage a little bay with the most charming colorful houses built up the steep hills. The scenery is quite stunning and makes you tolerate the light roll in the anchorage.
Change of mind about the rolling, after half a day sitting cooped up in the cockpit while one squall after another blew over us we pulled anchor at first sight of blue sky and headed back into the lagoon where it was much calmer. After setting anchor Sid went over to Jabulani and helped Diane fix her stove.