Overnight, while sailing the Caribbean, there was to be a mega celestial event. A total lunar eclipse. I set my alarm for 3am so I could get up and rush onto the balcony. ‘No point’ said Ian. We won’t be able to see the moon from our enormous balcony. Damn! But no way I was wandering the ship at 3am, so I turned off my alarm. Ian woke me at 3am. Quick, the eclipse! And there it was, blood red, shining high above our enormous balcony. So I got to see it in the end.
We had no trips planned for our first day in St Lucia, this was an overnight stay, but I still rushed onto the balcony to see us approach. I love this part of cruising, the sail in and sail away. The harbour of Castries, the capital, (as you all know from pointless), is a horseshoe shape really picturesque. We also had company, in the shape of the Norwegian viva.
After sun creaming up we went down to have a look around the town.
We decided to take the little water ferry around the ship and to the other pier where the rival ship was docked, then walk back around. The ferry was good fun as we got a look at the harbour.
We had a look in the colourful markets then made our way round the harbour back to the ship.
Back on board we went up to the sunset bar and had a lovely lunch sat outside watching the world go by. And a couple of Pina Coladas.
Once again, despite being a bit early, we were one of the last ones there. Our table had a pretty good view though. The Limelight Club is an ‘intimate venue’ a bit like an old style nightclub. You get a meal first, then the turn. Chesney was really good. Obviously everyone only knows the one song, but his other songs were really good too. And did you know his dad was lead singer of the Tremeloes? (Silence is golden, which he also sang). And his mum was a Golden Shot Girl? He also did a question and answer session.
At the end he invited everyone to get up and sing his most famous song with him. I rushed to the front to dance. Yes! I was dancing with Chesney Hawkes! I could see Ian in the crowd filming. Great. Photographic evidence. Sadly, Ian did not get the evidence required. All he had filmed was the back of my head for about a second. Fuming!!
After the evening’s excitement we popped up to The Crows Nest for a nightcap, where we saw someone get thrown out for wearing shorts, then off to bed, still singing, ‘I am the one and only’
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