The ship's parrot, Murphy. He
wasn't very well-mannered. Insisting he was at a carnivorous
smorgesborg, he took several chunks out of Mary's hand, and was
slow in climbing back onto his perch. The ship's parrot, Murphy. He
wasn't very well-mannered. Insisting he was at a carnivorous
smorgesborg, he took several chunks out of Mary's hand, and was
slow in climbing back onto his perch.
Fort de France, Martinique.
A failed self-portrait, but funny
nevertheless.
It's Murphy again...and this time
he's taken a liking to Mary's shirt! "Help!"
The Star Clipper as seen from Fort
de France. The little orange boat is the tender that took people
to and from the ship when we had to anchor off of the island
(which was true for all islands except Barbados and Grenada).
Ahhh... A lovely statue of Marie
Antoinette. It appears some local "historians" decided
the sculpture would be more accurate without the head and with
some red paint.
We visited a small beach to cool
our feet. The beach was mostly abraded shell and coral pieces..
Not that you can tell from this
picture, but I'm holding up a little red shell. Behind and to the
left of me is Fort Saint Louis which we visited later
The entrance to Fort Saint Louis.
We came too late for the last English tour, so we took one with
the local French-speaking guide. We understood bits and pieces
here and there. The fort is centuries old and survived many
attacks from the British and the Dutch, and so on...
The
second section or "battilement" (sp?) as seen from the
first section. The fort is divided into three sections with the
third section being the last defence. We weren't allowed to enter
the third section as it is still a French naval base today.
The
fort's "pet" iguana.
A
gorgeous view from the top of the second section with the Star
Clipper in the distance.
What next?