We went to the local restaurants which was a big treat for us (thank you Omi and Opa!). The cuisine was remarkably good and quite varied as is the culture here in Trinidad. The country is a mix of Europeans, Blacks, Indians and Orientals. The cooking is a blend from each culture with a flare of tropical infusion. I have to say that we have discovered another favorite drink. The restaurant at Crews Inn makes unbelievable passion fruit martinis!
We spent time on the boat, too, motoring to a nearby cove for the day. Omi was a little apprehensive about going out on a sail boat. She was concerned that it would lean over too much for her. When we returned back to the dock at the end of the day, she said it was too bad the day was over, she was having a great time. Perhaps she's another sailor in the making.
Phillip took Opa fishing one morning and they were successful in bringing home fish for brunch.
One of the types of fish they caught was a hound fish. It's a long thin fish with a pointed toothy bill. They can grow up to four feet in length and are edible. When Mike cooked the hound fish we noticed that the bones were blue. We started to question whether we should eat them or not. Phil checked the saltwater fishing book again to make sure, then we took a bite. Turns out that it is a very mild tasting fish with a firm texture similar to sea bass. The "boys" were delighted with their catch!
Opa also volunteered to go fishing with him again, however, as soon as they left in the dingy the rain rolled in and soaked them to their underwear! It was a deluge! Of course we took pictures to document it all.
Yesterday, Mike went to see a Methanol production plant with his parents while the boys and I hung out at the boat catching up on some chores and watching a movie. It is so nice to be in port with air-conditioning and unlimited water! I can't seem to stress that enough, I know.
After Omi and Opa left this morning we sanded and varnished the toe rail. Yes, we are still messing with the blasted toe rail because the oil just wasn't working so well. We sail too much to keep the oil looking fresh that way. The continuous saltwater wash downs take the oil right off of the wood, so it is back to varnishing. Chores...they are never-ending!
We only have a few more days with the boys before they go back for school. I sure am going to miss them! It will be strange to only have Phillip around, but I am positive that we will not be bored!