3. Long Bay Beach (Mick)

Today we got our first proper taste of the Caribbean, walking from Limeberry to our nearest beach at Long Bay, about 10mins walk. Most of that is through what looks to our city-boy eyes to be jungle, so there was lots of excitement and talk about Vietnam films before we emerged blinking into the daylight:
The beach is amazing, perfect sand, warm clear waters, waves not big enough to surf maybe but big enough to turn you upside down if you get a bit lippy. It was also deserted, perhaps in part due to our city-boy nous guiding us to go to the beach at midday, so we could fry our lilly-white skins in the hottest part of the day!

Thankfully we escaped without too much damage, just a feint sizzling sound and a whiff of bacon as we walked home. Our local contact Jon has been encouraging us to get out more, and we were almost tempted to catch Maxi Priest, who was playing at the next bay up from Long Bay, bit in the end sitting on our arses won the day.

I continued my reading frenzy, and finished my first Chuck Palahnick novel - Survivor. Clare and Mike are both fans and it was actually from Clare's holiday reading pile, which I'd had to raid on desperation. Terrific book, like to read some more of his stuff, Fight Club next I guess.

Anyway the day ended on a high as LIAT finally found my bag and I was able to shave, shower and put on clean clothes, much to the relief of everyone in Limeberry and indeed the West End of Tortola.