Sunburn recovery mode
29.05.2010 - 05.06.2010 88 °F
We have drifted in and out of sleep, punctuated by the Hellfrog's sinister serenade. It continues to be hot and still. The satellite view of the region shows showers in the area, but that's nothing new in the tropics. Being extra crispy, we decide to skip the beach and go shopping.
First to Marigot, a pleasant seaside village with some interesting shops and an open air market. We walk through, but having been here the year before we don't see anything that strikes our fancy. We decide to drive to the top of Fort Louis, which is easier said than done because the street entrance is blocked. After driving in circles for a while, we manage to find our way up the hill. I take some photos of Marigot Harbor, then it's off to Philipsburg.
We tried to visit Philipsburg last year. Unfortunately, it was a Sunday and there was a bike race underway. Streets were blocked and traffic was redirected down side streets. Being unfamiliar with the area it was frustrating and we finally said, to hell with it. This year the challenge was finding a place to park. We finally parked on a newly created sand berm that was so white the glare was painful. Then it was a twenty minute walk to the main shopping area through narrow, airless streets. By the time we reached the action we were drenched.
Philipsburg is an industrial port and a major cruise ship port of call. The town hosts an interesting mix of tacky t-shirt shops and upscale jewelry stores, eager to sell bling to the flood of cruise rats that scamper off the tenders. There are also a number of open air restaurants along the boardwalk. The stores hold little interest for us, but the restaurants are inviting. We settled on Taloula Mangoes and rehydrated with a Presidente. The food was good, but now we faced the prospect of trudging back to our car. When we finally arrived, we were thoroughly cooked and ready for home.
We took the eastern route home, stopping at Oyster Pond, where we were scheduled for a snorkeling cruise on Wednesday. After finding the marina it was back to the inn to soak up some air conditioning. The Hellfrog does some practice scales, gearing up for the evening's concert. We hardly notice him and after an evening of reading in bed, we are asleep within minutes.