We went to Marigot for the Saturday Market, we had a bit of a shopping list.. One of the girls at work had asked for a special kind of Curry.. I'm no Curry expert and never use the stuff, but the women at work assured me that this special "green Curry" can only be gotten in the caribiean and it's like gold to her.. So, off to see the spice lady I know is at the market.. I ask her if she's got this special green curry with name that starts with "M" I think.. she tells me she has 2 kinds both brown, no green and well one of them starts with "M".. so bingo that's my Curry I buy some and I'm ready to go.. My wife is just getting started and this shopping trip will soon include a new hat and half the contents on the Laramar jewerly table..Shopping done.. we stop at a pharmacy on the way to Orient to treat my head cold (developed from in and out of the A/C) and the sever sun burn my wife is starting to develop (guess which one of us went tanning prior).
Ok back to beach Sunday and Monday, Sunday was St Martin day here and we were advised not to venture into town as everyone has the day off and many parades etc, block the already tight streets.. OK, no problem will just park it on the beach.. I have developed a new daily routine of an early morning walk on Orient (exercise quota is UP), followed by strong coffee and bacon and eggs (Health breakfast quota is DOWN), find a chair on the beach (relaxation quota is UP), start drinking beer when I think it might be close to noon ( Alcohol quota Way UP, beer gut way UP), biggest decision of the day - where to go for dinner.. I have become a complete sloth.. 2 more days of vacation, then my mind and body are in for a serious shock.. Itialian for dinner tonight I think.. this so hard..
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