Antigua
So we're idly browsing around Antigua and talking about our upcoming river tubing tour.
"I'm almost positive we booked for Dominica," I said to Hans, "so it will be fun to join Rocco, Pat, Clark and Deb."
"I don't think it was Dominica," said Hans. "Could it be Antigua?"
We stopped short and started at each other. We had been lulled into such a lazy state that when we first entered our cabin and saw the ticket for our upcoming tour, we never even checked it, just put it away. Out of our heads.
Now, suddenly the thought that our tubing tour might be taking place even as we were sauntering through Antigua, we virtually sprinted back to the ship in breathless anxiety.
"Thank God it's not Antigua!" I said as I looked at the ticket. "It's in Grenada. But I can't believe I would have booked us on an 8:00 a.m. tour. They obviously made a mistake," I insisted, disappointed we wouldn't be joining our friends on the river.
Our tour ticket instructions were fairly clear: check your ticket as soon as you get it to make sure everything's okay. Now 3 days later it turns out things weren't okay. Not only would we have to get up for an 8:00 a.m. tour *groan*, but the river tubing tour in Dominica was now fully booked so we couldn't change.
Back to town we went this time to hire one of the many cabs to take us to the Nelson Shipyards. On our earlier foray we were accosted every two feet by someone wanting to take us there. Only $20. Now, all the cabs were gone. No one approached us. We had to seek out a cabbie and yes, he could take us but in the interim the cost had skyrocketed to $72! Unless, of course, he could find 2 more people; then it would be $20 each.
"Okay," we said, "we'll wait." So we sat in the shade of the town square listening to steel drums beat their rhythm into our blood. Meanwhile, our cabbie tried hard to find two more passengers. Apparently everyone who wanted to go to the shipyards had gone earlier. We were the last two people left who wanted to go. Finally an hour later we thought, who wants to see the shipyards anyway?
We spent the rest of the afternoon sunning ourselves by the pool.
"I'm almost positive we booked for Dominica," I said to Hans, "so it will be fun to join Rocco, Pat, Clark and Deb."
"I don't think it was Dominica," said Hans. "Could it be Antigua?"
We stopped short and started at each other. We had been lulled into such a lazy state that when we first entered our cabin and saw the ticket for our upcoming tour, we never even checked it, just put it away. Out of our heads.
Now, suddenly the thought that our tubing tour might be taking place even as we were sauntering through Antigua, we virtually sprinted back to the ship in breathless anxiety.
"Thank God it's not Antigua!" I said as I looked at the ticket. "It's in Grenada. But I can't believe I would have booked us on an 8:00 a.m. tour. They obviously made a mistake," I insisted, disappointed we wouldn't be joining our friends on the river.
Our tour ticket instructions were fairly clear: check your ticket as soon as you get it to make sure everything's okay. Now 3 days later it turns out things weren't okay. Not only would we have to get up for an 8:00 a.m. tour *groan*, but the river tubing tour in Dominica was now fully booked so we couldn't change.
Back to town we went this time to hire one of the many cabs to take us to the Nelson Shipyards. On our earlier foray we were accosted every two feet by someone wanting to take us there. Only $20. Now, all the cabs were gone. No one approached us. We had to seek out a cabbie and yes, he could take us but in the interim the cost had skyrocketed to $72! Unless, of course, he could find 2 more people; then it would be $20 each.
"Okay," we said, "we'll wait." So we sat in the shade of the town square listening to steel drums beat their rhythm into our blood. Meanwhile, our cabbie tried hard to find two more passengers. Apparently everyone who wanted to go to the shipyards had gone earlier. We were the last two people left who wanted to go. Finally an hour later we thought, who wants to see the shipyards anyway?
We spent the rest of the afternoon sunning ourselves by the pool.
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