The next decade....what's in store?

The Perfect Weekend

So, with a full tank of gas, I headed to the (new) club late Friday night. This was to have been the start of a fun-filled weekend. I had some plans, but I left some of the weekend open for whatever. I would go with the flow.

The entry is a bit long. I hope you don't mind......

I was surprised at how few people there were on Friday night. I reached there shortly before midnight and there were only about 50 people there I would think. Music was good though, so I stayed for about 2.5 hours. Next it was to a fete that a work colleague was having. That was rammed....maybe that's where all the people from the club were! It was the same admission fee. Left there close to 5am.

Saturday morning was the market. Mission.....coconut oil. Got that, saw some of our guests who were on a market tour, bought a freshly blended fruit punch from the cruise ship mall and then headed back home. Washed clothes, ate then slept because the afternoon was reserved for Grenville.

Grenville is the second city. Every month end, they have a dj in the car park and it's just a nice lime. Left home around 5:15pm and drove via the parish of St David. Grenville is in St Andrew. On the way, stopped at Bacolet Point where I had gone one night. Wanted to see it in the day. The sun was almost setting. Here are two photos...

Grenville was ok. Saw people I knew so limed with them. The bloody DJ would not keep his mouth shut. Why he couldn't just let the song play I don't know. Anyway, one of his announcements was that there was another murder that night. That brings the total to 5 in two months. Shocking for Grenada. Usually in a year, we have about 10. Don't know how the police will stop it because the murders have been domestic in nature. Only one was a robbery.

Back home at 10pm, slept until 11:30pm and headed to the club for Barrington Levy. Went to bed at 6:30am and got up at 12:30pm.

Boiled yam and ate it with already cooked ackee & saltfish. Fried some plantain as well. Yum. Washed clothes, including the expensive bikini that I didn't wash from the last wear. It's the one with the least fabric by the way. It dried in no time. Headed out, intending to go to the nearby beach, but everybody had the same idea obviously. It was too packed.

Drove back to St David to a place called Pt Marquis - a new development to included homes and a resort. There is nothing there yet, but I was looking for some photo opportunities. Called one of the guys involved in the development and he told me where to drive. Came up on a lovely spot which had a lookout point. Climbed the stairs and took some photos...

I lamented the fact that there was no one there with me to take a photo of me. Then I remembered the self timer. The first picture cut off my head.....it don't matter 'cause ah woulda cut it off to post it here anyway! Here it is...

I always carry my journal with me when I head out. I spent from 3:48 until 5:00pm making an entry describing this Perfect Weekend. Naturally I went into more details there! While I was relaxing and enjoying the view and getting a tan, Elan Parle's Kindred Spirits was playing on the CD player in my jeep (I must get some better speakers). Some seriously sexy music. Pity I was alone. I must stop travelling alone. Here is a picture of my jeep. Thankfully I didn't need to use the four wheel drive because I haven't quite got the hang of it yet!

When I left there, went driving all about. Was looking for a particular vehicle I had seen earlier in the day...actually was looking for the driver of that vehicle. Drove all about St David. Saw the sun set, went to the Supermarket, bought ice cream, saw the vehicle and the driver (one of those situations that I think was meant to be for a reason) chatted to he, went home, cooked shrimp and vegetables (I haven't cooked a meal besides ackee & saltfish in about 6 months), ate the ice cream (it wasn't good) and came on the computer.

What a great weekend this was. Now it's back to work tomorrow. Must go and iron some clothes. Actually, since that is such a hated job, I will do that tomorrow morning. Don't want anything to spoil this perfect weekend.

Posted by yamfoot at March 2, 2008 08:42 PM