Arrival at 4am on New Year’s Day in Marin, Martinique was a great way to begin the new year. I was the only one asleep just having done a 9pm to 12.15am watch the night before. I’m glad they woke me up.
Martinique is very green with unusual small hills or better described as mounds, going right to the shore. It looks like the trees have just been swallowed up by the ocean’s edge. The sunsets so far have been very bright with that tropical pink and purple glow in the sky to the east reflecting the sunset. Marin is a small sleepy village with not a lot happening. Its main purpose seems to be to cater for the yacht charter industry. The many scattered yachts anchored in the bays around the marina shows that a lot of private owners utilise this base as well. The markets this morning were not so impressive but there was a lot of local fruit at unimpressive French prices. Gone are the days of Spain’s low cost of living. It was lovely to have a nice fresh fruit salad today though and I have a huge paw paw ripening in the cockpit. The fruit salad was a bit of nutritional shock to our bodies I think.
The crew are busy trying to find some reasonable accommodation before we leave in a few days. The cost at the marina is very reasonable but both couples are looking forward to having their own space which is very natural after spending nearly two months on a yacht together. Thomas and I will be heading to a bay to do some snorkeling and swimming for a few days before we do some sightseeing in Fort de France, the capital of the island. The crew are looking for a camp site near the beach. At the moment we’re cleaning up from the crossing and making some modifications to some of the equipment. Winter clothes will be getting packed away in the front cabin and hopefully wont have to be used for quite awhile. I’m looking forward to living in bikinis and summer dresses again, (and that’s the maximum).
I think we did really well on the crossing with food and mere survival. I slept really well all the way despite the rocking and Thomas did too, although it was usually in the saloon where the movement wasn’t as noticeable. We were still having interesting meals even once we had land fall when all the shops were closed. This was important for morale. We had whipped cream, canned strawberries and Nutella on crepes for dessert on the second last night at sea. It was really delicious and was as good as what I had in Greece. I wont try and beat the French at their own game though.
A visit to one of the local supermarkets was just a disappointing experience. Very expensive and bad quality. We hope to find the Carrefour, (the French chain of supermarkets), a little more productive tomorrow although it is a fair way from here. We are hiring a car this afternoon and will get the shopping and a bit of sightseeing done. I’m looking forward to spending some time away from the boat on stuff that doesn’t wobble you around.