After a plethora of girls and an absolute dearth of boys on our trip, Lochy is delighted to have found some friends in the shape of Sam and Luke from Yacht Samba. We first met Samba in Lanzarote and it has been lovely to meet up again here in St Anne, Martinique. The anchorage here is huge so plenty of space, right next to a gorgeous white sandy beach and fairly close to lots of chandlers so Mark is happy too. We were so lucky that Samba were in the boat spotting mode, having been waiting for Eol to arrive from their trans-At. (More about Eol in a minute!) As we arrived at St Anne, I scanned the whole bay with my binoculars. Having declared the bay Samba free, we started of towards Marin, where we thought they would possibly be. Luckily, a couple of minutes later, a dinghy comes zipping after us with Pete and Luke in hot pursuit. Hurrah! Reunited! We dropped anchor. Pulled it up again as an American boat yelled “you're right on our anchor” (we were no where near it!) and relocated, so as not to offend anyone else. Then hopped across to say hi to Mel, Pete, Sam and Luke. It's carnival time in Martinique, which seemed to consist of men in drag, lots of red clothes and loud motor bikes. Samba are well used to the concept of carnival, having lived in France for several years, so came ready with silly string and costumes and we all had fun following the procession round town, followed by a celebratory ti punch on the beach.