You know, back in the old days, we used to stay on the French side, go to Grand Case and have a big dinner every night, then go to the Dutch side for casinos, head back through Marigot at 1-2 AM. We routinely would get stuck behind the garbage truck in the middle of Marigot and thought nothing of it, just a few minutes' delay to get home. These days, that would scare the cr*p out of me. But then, I'm old..