Saturday 18 January 2020

Pan au chololat in Antigua, good; in St. Bart, excellent. They're French you know. No fried eggs and bacon at Carambola Patisserie, but darn good quiche and fine coffee. Clear in was easy as expected. Beautiful harbor. Beautiful town. Enhanced trade winds for a few days will in consequence have us loiter until at least Wednesday before sailing to Sint Maarten. Boating services are mainly on Dutch side, but Saint Martin has pain au chocolat too. They're French you know. None of it sucks.

Speaking of food, we like virtually every cuisine from every country (not poi, lutefisk or anything with raw celery), but Thai is a particular favorite. Red curry fish and green curry chicken at the Black Ginger on Rue S. Fahlberg last night were as good as in Phuket and wine was excellent too. Only cost an arm or a leg, not both.

In previous visit walked to Fort Gustav protecting north approach to harbor. Today, Fort Oscar south. Both are built on hills with magnificent views of Gustavia and surrounds. Choisy Boulangerie on Rue Oscar II for breakfast will precede any such exertions. Got to keep up our strength you know. Anticipation is enhancing our will to live.

Tonight we may patronize Le Select, where Jimmy Buffett was known to frequent with an impromptu tune or two. He may have sung about it there, but it's a bar so probably had to go elsewhere to actually get his 20 euro Cheeseburger in Paradise. After that a restaurant with availability may be hard to find as the place is chock-a-block in boats from 100 meters down to rowboats with all their well heeled passengers and crew. The value of all yachtage, power and sail, in the area is probably higher than the GDP of most countries. And then there's the odd cruiser trash like us.

Jack & Jan