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Time for Roti
Elizabeth
07/13/2012, Chaguaramas Bay, Trinidad

This is one of the many iguanas I saw in the tree beside the Roti Hut.

Waiting for St. Patrick's Day
Elizabeth
07/13/2012, Chaguaramas Bay, Trinidad

If you were this iguana, you would always be ready for St. Patty's Day. The local iguanas are bright green and parade around looking for food next to the popular and busy Roti Hut. By 11:30 every day but Sunday, there's a long, slow line of all sorts of people waiting for a chicken, duck, beef or vegetarian roti. The iguanas line up just about the same time and wait for handouts, for example pumpkin slices as seen in this photo. I was making my first roti purchase for Ed's lunch and as I stood there, I saw a tiny lizard scoot into the bushes. I then looked and saw another lizard so large and brown (unlike this one) that I stared at it thinking it must be a yard ornament. Except there was no yard and it moved. I pulled out my camera but missed the shot. Next thing I knew, a fellow cruiser tapped me on my shoulder and told me to look behind me where I saw half a dozen very green iguanas climbing a tree and waiting for "feeding time", which was precisely the same as roti time. They weren't as big as the first one, but were vivid and bright.

Wishful thinking
Elizabeth
07/11/2012, Chaguaramas Bay, Trinidad

This photo was taken when we were still in St. Vincent and the Grenadines, in an anchorage all by ourselves. Peaceful, quiet, clean water for swimming. Here in Trinidad, we are surrounded by wonderful cruisers and friendly locals. We have no complaints about being here, other than we'd rather be in turquoise water and on sandy beaches. Who wouldn't?

Ed, Luna and I can get rather sick of each other in these small, confined quarters. Lately I've enjoyed my time below deck while Ed has above-deck chores to do, much like I did if he was out in the yard or in his shop while I puttered in the house. Then again, I enjoy working side by side him doing projects. We often worked in our yard together in that "other" life, with Luna underfoot; we all three enjoyed those times. But everyone needs time alone, which I know we don't get enough of. I feel fortunate we have the kind of relationship where either one of us can say, "Will you be quiet now?" or "Could you pretend you're invisible so I can pretend I'm alone?" Guess who says this sort of thing more frequently than the other? If you guessed me, you're brilliant. Ed is a good sport, almost never taking my comments personally. I have been in other relationships where my partner bristled at anything I said with an attitude. And believe me, I have been known to be an attitude waiting to happen. I am just grateful to be with a man who rarely bristles.

Marina life has its definite advantages and is a necessity for all our boat projects, but there is a dock in a neighboring marina where you can stand and look out beyond the anchored boats into the open water. I find myself yearning to be out at sea again, finding somewhere new to drop our hook, connecting with other cruisers maybe but even more appealing, finding a quiet spot all to ourselves. In the meantime, I am busy cleaning every inch of the boat. Just looking around at how much there is to clean takes my breath away. I get paralyzed and tell myself I can't possibly do this task. Surely someone else can clean this damned boat. Fat chance, sistah! So I break it down into manageable pieces, bit by manageable piece. I determine to clean one side of the aft berth, just the outside of the closets and drawers. I will only go as far as this boundary, no further. And once I'm there, I'm on a roll and sneak on over beyond the boundary. Before you know it, I've finished with both the port and starboard sides of the aft berth. And then on to the aft head. Well, I might as well tackle the ceiling and the aft hatch. And so on. As of today I have completed over half the boat. Since our v-berth looks much like a disorganized garage, basement, attic and shop (combined) I'll have to postpone cleaning that area. My captain's chore? Varnishing the entire topside of the boat. Thank God that's not my job at the moment. It will be if I'm quick with the cleaning, and as much as I wish I could slow down to a turtle's pace, that's not my nature. At this rate, I'll be up there varnishing in the blink of an eye. Unless of course a lovely individual happens by and offers to varnish pro bono.

Martini Night on Skylark, Photo 2
Elizabeth
07/11/2012, Chaguaramas Bay, Trinidad

Ed, Rob and Mark.

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