Books, Books, Books...

This paragraph didn’t make it onto some of the places I auto-post so I’ll add it here.

This is the end of the catamaran trip from yesterday:

Something new – just as we got back to the Careenage, the captain/crew started playing this and most everyone danced their way into port.  What fun!

I usually try to keep a list of books I’ve read on trips.  One thing I like about coming here to Barbados is that they have a book exchange and I can often pick up British books I might not be able to get in the states. Anne Perry was one of those authors I discovered here.

When I first got here I was reading

That’s a pleasant enough book but I don’t know if I’ll finish it or not.  I just don’t really care enough about the plot or the characters.  If there’s ever a moment when I’m somehow bookless, I might finish it.

On Tuesday, August 28, I had set up an auto-delivery to my Kindle of

I love the Gamache series. I discovered these books either last year or the year before here and have read the whole series.  The characters are interesting and the plots are fascinating.  They take place in Canada, which I find interesting.

I also like a mystery series by Michael Genelin which takes place in Slovokia about a female detective named Jana Matinova, but I’m up to date on those.

At the end of the Gamache book was a note “…if you liked this book, you might like…”

So I tried

I usually read British novels from the 19th century and this was contemporary but I really enjoyed it, anyway. Loved the main characters and I hope the author, Emma Jameson, writes more in this series.

So then I read

I finished that this morning and started this

When that’s done, probably some time tomorrow afternoon, I’ll start

And that about wraps up this trip, I think…

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Bermuda: Day One Saturday, June 12

Exhausted, I got up at 4 am.  When I first get up, I can't open my eyes for a while.  Tom had set out glue traps "just in case" and I accidentally set my Kindle on it.  That glue is sure strong. My Kindle, with it's 10 new books for this trip and later, can't go.

Tom kindly let me put all my books on his Kindle so I brought that instead.
No more incidents, thank goodness!

We got to the airport in time for our 6:20 flight.  While at our Atlanta layover we heard from our son who might be able to get some time off work to join us.  WooHoo!

The second plane wasn't too crowded, so we were able to spread out.  That's always nice to have the extra space.

The plane had taken off and was gaining altitude.  I was just settling in and happened to glance out the window when the plane tilted way over to my side. The wing which had been horizontal dipped down, pointing at the houses below us.  Most everyone screamed or gasped. Much later the pilot told us that there had been a heavy plane ahead of us we had been in his jet stream.  Even Tom, who has flown rickety planes in scary places had only seen a dip like that once or twice.

The rest of the trip was uneventful, thank goodness!  Tom took some pictures out the plane window.

We got a taxi to the place where we're going to stay, the St. George's Club. After checking in, unpacking, taking a few pictures, we headed off on foot - no rental cars here - to the nearest town, St George.  We're on a hill so there were lots of stairs to go down.  No interesting restaurants were open so we got four bags of groceries, including hot buffet stuff, and hauled those up the stairs.
We did have a nice hot meal, cheaper than the restaurant here, and stuff for later so the hike was worthwhile.

Dinner, a short nap, then we went out exploring. 

Above, from our little downstairs deck

Looking from our bedroom to the huge bathroom

Hot tub overlooking the water!

Bedroom.  Tom is looking out on the upstairs deck.  We never used that.  There was no shade so it was just too hot and sunny.

That safe was just too high up.  We never used it

Kitchen

Living/dining area

I spent a LOT of time in the right hand chair (better shade!)

A bit of tv, a smidgen of rum punch (not as good as Barbados' Mount Gay but good enough) then bedtime.