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Travelogues of Diane and Dave
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St Lucia
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The flight to St. Lucia took about 6 hours (3 hours from BWI to Montego Bay, Jamaica and then another 3 hours to St. Lucia). We landed at Hewanorra Airport, at St Lucia's southern end, and took a pre-arranged taxi to Anse Chastenet resort near the town of Soufriere (a drive of about 25 miles which takes about 45 minutes). Yes, the roads are that bad. Anse Chastenet hotel is situated on a hillside overlooking a small
bay with a beautiful crescent of black sand beach. Our accommodations
were in a private villa called "Cloud 9" which was located
at the top of the hillside above the hotel. The villa "Cloud 9"
was beyond our wildest dreams!. It was a 2 bedroom, 2 bath home with
a stupendous, fabuloso 270 The hotel beach was a beautiful crescent of soft black sand. The snorkeling just off the two ends of the beach was great. That's where we spent a lot of our time. We also took two escorted snorkeling trips to other locations. The trips were offered by Scuba St. Lucia which based right on the beach at Anse Chastanet hotel. Having a guide snorkeling with you on the escorted trips proved very valuable as he pointed out things we'd probably never have seen, like a school of squid, an octopus, blowfish and a spotted drum fish. The guide we had was very good as he would make sure everyone saw his unusual finds, even the stragglers. The coral and fish were usually only 3 to 10 feet below us. The water was very clear. One day we hired a guide (our airport taxi driver) and climbed Petit
Piton which was the steepest and rockiest piton. The guide books said
the government had closed Petit Piton to climbers due to the dangerous
conditions but our guide said it was the only piton with a trail and
it was the piton that everyone climbed. So we figured what the heck,
the guide knows best !? The first 100 feet of hiking was level. Since we were so sore from the climb, we decided to get his and her massages the next day. We hired two masseuses thru the hotel. They brought their massage tables up to our villa and we got simultaneous 1 hour massages on our living room deck. It was fairly soothing and enjoyable at the time but I can't say I felt less sore afterwards. We ate most of our meals in our villa. The maid had pre-stocked the
kitchen with some food before our arrival. The last two days on the island we rented a jeep (4 wheel drive, 4 passenger, 2 door, 5 speed stick Suzuki Vitarra). Fortunately it was small, because the roads in St. Lucia are narrow (about 1 1/2 lanes wide). There are only 4 types of roads in St. Lucia; those that go STEEPLY up, those that go STEEPLY down, those that HAIRPIN turn to the right and those that HAIRPIN turn to the left. All St. Lucian roads are a combination of those four types combined with a very large sprinkling of bomb crater sized potholes and wash-outs. Speeding was never an issue as it was extremely difficult to find a stretch of road that was straight, level and smooth enough where one could drive faster than 35 mph! Driving thru their capitol city of Castries during mid day rush traffic on narrow streets crowded with parked cars and pedestrians everywhere while remembering to DRIVE ON THE LEFT! made for an enjoyable exciting adventurous afternoon. I noticed all the Police drove white 4 wheel drive Datsun/Toyota pickup trucks with large off road tires. On the last day, we were driving ourselves to the airport. We had to pass thru this small coastal town. I thought it would be nicer and more scenic to take the right fork in the road that lead along the waterfront. We ended up driving right into a funeral!. There were "hundreds"? of people all over the tiny town street along with the hearse and the preacher in his flowing white robes. Here we are driving thru this thick meandering sea of humanity dressed in all their "Sunday best" (us obviously tourists due to our white skin) trying not to cause another funeral while trying to be respectful of their ceremony. To top it off, in the middle of the mayhem, the "main" road had a construction detour which then sent us down an even narrower side alley! A block later we asked a small child by the side of the road where the "main" road was and he pointed us in the right direction. Diane had to make a "3 point turn" to turn right down another very narrow alley filled with parked cars and people hanging out their windows watching our every move (probably amused at the lost tourists trying to drive down their back alleys). I was glad Diane was driving this time! All in all we had a great time and would love to go back to "Cloud 9". Next time we would take an organized trip into the rainforest, spend even more time at the beach snorkeling, lay on the deck every evening and watch the stars and hire the personal chef more often. |
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last revised
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February 12, 2006
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