The pictures I posted tonight are pictures of the market we went to yesterday and the marina where we had lunch today. I couldn't find a boat to sail but am going to find one as soon as I get to Tabago. Tomorrow is my birthday and it doesn't feel very birthdayee here. The next day is Christmas and the action is supposed to pick up. People will be coming down the street playing steel drums and there are several parties in the neighborhood. The day after Christmas is Boxing day and we are going to the race track (horses). It's the last race of the season and supposed to be a big event. Maybe I'll win some money.

Bob has his say: Outside the main harbor and a bit up the coast there is a harbor full of sailboats, hundreds of them. We spent the afternoon there, just sort of hanging out and eating ice cream. A bunch of Russians were drinking and singing like mad. At the next table teenage girls were having a Christmas party, much squeeling and clapping. And then there was the blue and the boats. A happy mix of sound and silence, the sweet of ice cream, the salt breeze easing in.