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

After Exercise, Fish & Chick Saves the Day

I was about to exercise when I did the last entry 'Before Exercise'. Did a couple minutes on the treadmill and then went to the sea. Gosh, this is a gorgeous country. It was about sunset, so nearly dark. Just picture perfect. But looks can be deceiving as I discovered after wading into the water, glasses and all.

You walk into the sea for a bit, then buff....the bottom of the ocean gets very soft and your feet starts to go down...down...down. Imagine it. It's dark and you can't see the bottom. Coward Michelle got out and walked further up in the direction of the Aliens hotel and tried the same thing. No different. Well, can't say I never went into Grand Anse sea (first time in the two trips here).

Went back over to my abode and went to the pool. I haven't actually put my head under water and held my breath for many many years. Long story. So when I tried it last night, it sure was a strange feeling. Anyway, I persevered and eventually was doing laps across the (shallow end of the) pool (mi fraid mi drown). Got the heart rate up, and the appetite going.

Where to go to get food? Let's try Le Chateau. Ordered a salad. "Can I get it with cheddar cheese please?" We don't have cheddar cheese. "What kind of cheese you have?" Anchor! I smile inside.

After 1/2 hour, it don't come yet. I ask the lady to find out if they start making it yet. No. No??? Well cancel it then. OK, let's try Kentucky. No go. Line too long and drive through not working. The food court in Spice Land Mall was next. I walked up to Antonio's only to see probably Antonio himself, using his hand to scoop out the rice! I turned around immediately.How about Rick's Cafe for some chicken. Too many people, line long. By this time, the Cinnamon gelato I had bought from La Boulangerie was probably melting, so had to find food quick.

Think Mich. Where satisfied many a hunger late at night when you were living here? Fish & Chick. A greasy joint with all manner of people and the most stoned faced bartender (I guess you would call her a BarTough) in the world. But got my chicken in a jiffy, along with a Fanta and raced on 'home'.

Why? My football team, the Hokies (from Virginia Tech), were playing on Survival Saturday. They whooped Miami Hurricane, the #2 ranked team 31 - 7, so they survived. I still don't understand the game but sure do know what a touchdown is.

Right now, I'm about to go to Belmont Estate in the north eastern end of Grenada. It's a working plantation so that will be pretty interesting. Will let you know all about it.

Ta Ra (a la Cilla Black)

Posted by yamfoot at November 2, 2003 10:46 AM