Still February 16th. The terrible pavement in the road, the holds and broken shoulders contrasts with the beautiful flora.
People fly in their cars here, but there is always a smile on their faces and they yell: Hello! Enjoy your visit in Dominica! We drive across the country, go thru the Central Forest Reserve. The streets are not getting better. The chauffeur is complaining, I understand his concern, it is very dangerous. Further up the street is full of workers and machinery fixing the highway.
It looks like that rain, Jomo told us about a while ago, made a lot of damage in that area. He said that it rained so much that he couldn't get out of home for a week. The water washed the hills, the river rocks were along the way, dirt and trees were washed off too.
You'd wondered why are we taking all this trouble to get to Calabichi. Well... we are enjoying the country and also in the mission of delivering a package for a friend, Patsy from Compass Point Marina, who has a breakfast place there. The controversial of our delivery, specially after the delightful fruit gathering adventure, is that we were bringing junk food: cheese pasta, peanut butter, instant coffee, coffee creamer and salted pork, probably the best was a letter with a few dollar bills inside.
Patsy's family were very happy to see Jim again, they opened some coconuts to offer fresh water and the tender white coconut meat. It was hard to communicate with them, but they show their best smile and when we left they wove saying come back.
The way back to Portsmouth bay was very pleasant, the pavement was nice and smooth again, the tropical forest surrounding seemed to be saying stay here, but once we were back to Salty Shores we felt, not dough, happy to be safe and sound.