November 30, 2017 - In a Submarine

November 30, Thursday. 

We thought we'd have a calm night for sleeping but there was a lot of rocking.  We left at.  for Les Saintes, a group of islands off the coast.  We got into the mooring field by bourg at.  The town looked like an idyllic village of red roofed bungalows.  There were many boats moored and more came all day long. 

 The islands are a popular spot for day trips with a variety of ferries coming and going all day.  We swam immediately and lounged around until Don went into town around 1500.  He said looks were deceiving and that things onshore were pretty ramshackle.

We went ashore around 1630 to explore a little and get dinner.  We passed a creperie, several gelato shops, a pizza place and one upscale restaurant.  There were a couple of nicer shops.  The roads are horrible with a few very narrow sidewalks.  Mostly you walk in the very narrow streets and try to avoid being run over.  After looking through town we decided on crepes for dinner.  We walked back to the creperie where she had just closed.  We guessed that meant pizza so we walked back to the pizza place.  The not too friendly French speaking woman told us no pizza until 1900.  We thought she was saying pizza only until 1900 so she was exasperated with us by the time we figured it out.  We decided to have gelato and wait for 1900.  We walked to the gelato shop where they had just closed.  I was not a happy camper, therefore Don was a miserable camper.  He had bought two pain au chocolate so we went back to the boat, grilled burgers and ate our pastries.  After dinner we watched The Hunt for Red October.  Everytime I went down to the cabin I felt like I was on a submarine.

Deb