More hiking!

This time up the south side- we went to the highest point in Bequia, Mt. Peggy and got this amazing view almost of the whole island. Just in front is Admiralty bay with Lower bay beach (1st beach) followed by Princess Margaret beach and town just down after that. Behind us was the airport (to the left) and to the right is Friendship (Home!) and that's pretty much all of Bequia.


It was an easy walk up, but then we decided to walk along the spine of the mountain in the direction of the airport. No path? No problem... Donnaka was armed with his machete and we whacked our way through the bush (and a million spiky things) down to Paget Farm and back home for a relaxing drink on my balcony, and then an afternoon of lazing around and snorkeling on Lower Bay.


Oh, and the snorkeling... not too shabby. About a million different colors of fish plus eels, lobster, sea urchins, tiny see-through jellyfish and even an old shirt.

Sexy Banana

EVERYONE on Bequia has a nickname. If you know someone by their real name, chances are nobody else does. And its not just things like Suzie for Susanne or Nick for Nickolas… oh no. Our bartender is officially called Sexy. I interviewed someone called Banana. Yes, it was hard to keep a straight face.

Our electrician is called Cry cry, and he will be Cry Cry until he dies of old age. Yep, some are lucky and some not so much…

Photo borrowed from carf

To Hope

The other day we decided to escape civilization- we took our hammocks and our packs and hiked to hope beach to spend the night. It was amazing.

Hope is my favorite beach on Bequia. Its not the most beautiful, but it has great crashing waves, the softest sand and the best part is that its completely deserted. There is not one house or person on the beach, just nature. And its so close to town- its maybe a 30 minute walk from the harbor and an hour hike from home.


When we arrived we searched for a good spot to set up and ended up finding a breezy and shaded patch on the beach and we tied our hammocks between 2 trees. We were in such a rush to start doing nothing. And that’s how the afternoon went- swimming, laying on the beach, reading or dozing in the hammock, opening coconuts and just generally basking in the natural relaxedness of it all.

So how is Europe this time of year? :P

(Our shoe-flag)

Well, thanks to the wind this time we didn’t get massacred by mosquitoes, but it did make it impossible for us to start our dinner fire, meaning we were relegated to eating cold sausages, beans and half-cooked potatoes. Also it got really cold during the night, and even though I followed Douglas Adams’ wise advice about towels it was still chilly enough to be uncomfortable (yep, these Caribbean winters are harsh), not to mention the torrential rains at 5 am giving us a nice wake-up call.


But it was still awesome, and the next morning we got to see the most amazing sunrise right before packing up, hiking back home in more pelting rain, showering, and heading off to work.

About Steel Pan

Is it a pan? Is it a drum?

Yes. And I love them.

Pan (or steel) drums are as Caribbean as… umm… I don’t really know where they originated, but Wikipedia probably does. But they’re THE Caribbean instrument. It sounds like a mix between the piano, a xylophone and a drum. Originally hammered out of old oil barrels (and in Bequia they’re still like that) these pans have an amazing sound.

(photo courtesy of Loulou who has many holga and polaroids worth drooling over)

So I started taking lessons about a month ago, with a guy called Elvis, the only pan-drummer on the island. He’s good. He teaches all the kids in the school and plays in a couple of bars during the week. I have my lessons in THE Bequia high school, which is an experience in itself, with concrete classrooms adorned with scattered half-broken desks and chairs overlooking the town, with a great view of the harbor in the background.

I thought since I already played drums it wouldn’t be so hard to pick these up… umm… yea… See on drums you just hit the thing and you’re good. On pianos you have the notes in a row, so you logically go from Do to Re then Mi… well it looks like the creators of the Steel pan were either evil geniuses or completely stoned. I’m gonna go for the latter. The notes are scattered in a circle in a completely random order and instead of using just one notation system we’ve gotta use them all- so instead of playing only Do-Re-Mi sometimes it magically shifts to C-D-E or 1-2-3. Yea.


So every time I have lessons I get extremely frustrated and my brain starts to hurt, but I’m actually making progress and last time I learnt my first song! Ok, so its silent night… but still.

Now my mom’s scared I’ll start growing dreads, quit the hotel business and set up my street-side steel pan and jam my days away. Aah, that would be the life.

A Number of Distinct Moments in Time

#1. lettuce shopping. I go to find king, this old guy that hangs out at THE bus stop every day. He takes me to his house on top of Level, it pours torrential rain as we reach. He wants to wait until the rain subsides before searching for the lettuce. We talk a bit and then sit there and wait in the mule, air and rain pouring all around us, in serene and pensive mood. Its quiet and fresh. As the rain starts to end he takes me back through the grass to his lettuce beds- a little corner of his land plot with a ramshackle construct of raised dirt- where 30 lettuce heads lay. I watch him slowly pry the heads from the moist dirt and scrape off the roots, clean each head, wash it in water and bag it all in the constant drizzle and quiet up on this hill in the middle of nowhere. It was so peaceful and natural and different from any kind of life I have previously seen or experienced.

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Most places have house numbers, street names and zip codes; Bequia has trees.

























Not just any trees... oh no. Here nobody has house numbers and since there's only 3 roads on the island street names aren't really necessary either. So how do people know where things are? Well, they just know. If you wanna meet someone in town, its usually under the almond tree. Yup, THE almond tree.

And if you really need to give a number, the telephone poles have these little yellow and black numbers on them, so you just find the closest pole to your house and that's your number.

Hooray for fruit trees!

I learned 2 important things today:

1. How to cultivate almonds, and
2. That coconuts are porous

Next step is to dry, smash and caramelize the almonds. Mmmm. But its such a pain to peel the almonds! And apparently they take forever to dry, then you've gotta smash open the shells, and THEN you get this tiny nut that you eat in 3 seconds.

I still don't know what I'm gonna do with my coconut knowledge, but I'm sure one day it'll come in handy...

Revenge of the expiring office supplies

Ever wonder who lives inside your printer's ink cartridge?



Its Jim (pronounced Yim), the moderately-distressed spongeface!

In about a week or so I'll find out what's inside the color cartridges too!

Half of Everywhere

I love Bequia, its the perfect size for everything.



A few weeks ago I did an amazing hike around most of Bequia. Starting at 6am from Friendship Bay I walked to the harbor, then up to Spring, Industry, Park, up to Bequia Head and the first landing spot on the island, then back down along the beaches, up to Mt. Pleasant and down to Hope Beach (My favorite in Bequia, completely deserted beautiful beach) then around to Ravine bay to the blowhole and up back to Friendship.

9 hours, many liters of water and 95 photos later me and Donnaka were laying on my balcony resting our feet getting ready for the final walk over diamond to Lower Bay, then Princess Margaret beach where I watched the sunset, exhausted but content. Here's some photos from that walk.

About Politics

I went to my first political rally ever a few weeks ago, didn't really know what to expect.

The current government in St. Vincent and the Grenadines (SVG) who is seen as more socialist, have been trying to make the country a new constitution. But first a little history- SVG was handed its independence from the British just 30 years ago, and with it a constitution to govern by- but this constitution still ties them into the commonwealth, has the queen as their head of state and requires some high British something court to preside over its justice system. So understandably these guys want more autonomy.



Well here everyone has an opinion on the new constitution, and you'll get as many reasons why to vote yes or no as there are people on these islands. Bequia is traditionally against the current party in power, and this rally I went to was by the current party in power... so the turnout was small, and many of the people who stood in the shadows (of the almond tree, of course) were just there to yell naughty things at these guys. It was really interesting to hear the yes argument- they wanna give more power to the opposition and more autonomy to the country. But there's also some things that stood out, like making hanging legal again (great modern way to control violence and crowded prisons), outlawing gay couples, eating babies (KIDDING!)...



Many people say they aren't ready to get full autonomy, they're still too young of a country. I think they'll be ready when they remove the silliness from the proposed constitution.

The vote was yesterday. The No got the majority, and for now nothing is changing. For the better. I'm sure they'll have a few more attempts to pass it, and hopefully they'll realize their mistakes. And hopefully in not too long they'll have ironed out the crap and they'll pass themselves a good enough constitution to take off the training wheels. But it is admirable that they're trying to change things at least.

Dance the way I feel

The greatest band name on earth:

Ou est le swimming pool

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