Hello, Carriacou.

Last Thursday, on my first trip to Carriacou, I was greeted by this scene.

The ferry ride took a little over two hours in rough seas.
During the ride I had the pleasure of sitting beside two talkative 5-yr old girls.
They were full of questions like:

"Is that a dolphin, Josh?"
"Do sharks eat people, Josh?"
"How much longer, Josh?"
"I like your shirt. Can I touch it?"
"Where are the dolphins, Josh?"
"I like chocolate, do you like chocolate?"
"Do you have a wife?"
"How many old are you?"
"Where is your mommy?"
"Are we there yet, Josh?"

I enjoyed much of the conversation but a little peace would have been nice.
Their parents were sound asleep and unable to intervene on behalf of my sanity, so I resorted to trickery.

"Look, girls! Another dolphin!"

(I lied)

"Oops! You missed it. We have to be very quiet if we want to see another one. They might hear us and be scared away..."

Approaching the pier at Hillsborough, Carriacou.