Once again we wake up to a beautiful morning as we approach St.
Martin/St. Maarten. We have gotten used to the turbulent seas and rainy nights because we know the days are warm and sunny.
St. Martin/St. Maarten is shared by France and the Netherlands. the port of call is on the Dutch side and the streets are a mecca of shops.
The smallest bridge border crossing...lol |
hurricane shelter |
He made mention of how we could tell we were in France because the roads were better.
Because we were in a smaller bus than the rest of the group our driver took us to a lookout as well as meandering into some side streets before arriving in Marigot to join the rest of the group. We got our picture taken at It's About Time! before heading up the hill with a small group of cachers to find Fort St. Louis Cache.
Only a few of us made the trek up the hill and on the way down we got caught in a torrential downpour. We tried to get down before it started but were forced to take shelter under a tree. The road was quite slippery on the way back with water and loose gravel and of course I just had to take out another knee in a pair of pants but saving the camera was my first thought.
Prooperty anyone? |
And yes some shopping. All of this before walking back to the ship and then hanging over the railing at 5 to watch the stragglers running to get aboard. Becoming a daily show!
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