Once again I find myself in a living dream. I awake each morning to blazing sunshine and first thing is a dip in the ocean blue. We spend our days free diving, surfing, spearfishing, playing guitar on the beach, fishing, or making friends with the local Rastas. We have discovered the local watering hole; Moon Over Water. It is the Rasta hangout on this part of the island, the place they converge at the end of the day to drink Shantees, play pool, and discus the surf waves.
Yesterday we sailed the boat to Blue Bay for the Blue Food Festival, an annual celebration for the food and culture of Tobago. On our way there we could clearly see the paradise we are in: warm clear blue waters, lush jungles filled with waterfalls, parrots, and coconuts. We are currently in Pirates Cove near a town called Charlottesville and will be provisioning here for our next big sail.
Buying provisions for us means bread, eggs, butter, maybe a few vegetables, and coffee. Other then that:
“We collect fruit off the trees
And fish from the seas
No one having any big needs
We live off the sunshine”
No comments:
Post a Comment