Antigua
On Antigua, there was a beautiful old cathedral/church that you could see from the ship. We didn't have much planned for that day, but I just wanted to walk up to the church and then maybe find a beach. (There are more beaches on Antigua than there are days in a year!)
So we headed out intending to walk up to the church. I think there were 12 of us in our group, and a group that big doesn't move very fast. We kept getting bombarded every five seconds by people who wanted to drive us to the church and anywhere else we wanted to go. But I just really wanted to walk! But then my Aunt took a spill stepping up onto the sidewalk, and there was a big scene and it became very apparent that a group as big as ours wasn't walking anywhere. So one of the more persistent taxi drivers who was there for Aunt's fall said he'd be right back with his taxi and he'd drive us there.
So we jumped in another taxi. This one was not quite as awesome as Jah Flicks. Here's Reed in the back of our super old van taxi. Neil was our driver on this island and he was very concerned about Aunt Suzi and made sure she had plenty of hands to hold so as to avoid another catastrophe.
Here is church we saw from the boat. When we got up there, we discovered it was being renovated. There was scaffolding everywhere and they had gutted the interior. Still, it was beautiful.
Here's what you get when the taxi driver takes a shot for you. We kept saying, "Is the tower in there?" But nope, it wasn't in there. Plenty of stairs, though.
Chivalrous young men helping Aunt Suzi
And in the end we made it to a beautiful beach, and enjoyed the water for a good long while. Beautiful white sands, turquoise water and warm caribbean winds. What a lovely afternoon!
Farewell, Antigua!



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