Thursday, March 11, 2004

#242....The Queen gets reassured.

....Paging through her handbook, the Queen stopped to read a bit -

"St. Lucia is a favourite port of call for all the right reasons:  the island is among the loveliest in the Caribbean, and the people are arguable the friendliest.  Sandwiched between Martinique and St. Vincent, St. Lucia is the largest of the Windward Islands, with its calm Caribbean coast acting as a counterpoint to the wind-buffeted Atlantic shore.  The mango-shaped island is seductively lush and has preserved its green heart, with banana plantations, giving way to botanical gardens and vibrant forests.  The south is dominated by the Pitons, the jungle clad-twin peaks that symbolize St. Lucia.

Yet these sailors' landmarks are only part of the island's sensory overload.  The interior is a Gauguin-esque palette of tropical scenery: primary colours and parrots; hummingbirds and hibiscus; bougainvillaea and bananas, volcanic waterfalls and sulphurous springs; Creole cuisine, calypso and secluded coves; coral reefs, and the best botanical gardens in the West Indies.  St. Lucia is both the quintessential Caribbean island and an elusive patch of paradise."

~ Insight Guide Caribbean Cruises - Discovery pg.273

Having read that, the Queen was assured that St. Lucia was where it was supposed to be, and plans were set to embark on a coastal shore excursion to the Grand Teatons..er, Pitons...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Teatons, snort! Funny girl. =P

Anonymous said...

well...it just begged for recognition mara....