Am just catching up on the latest posts, so have only just seen your kind offer David.Damn!
Bill, I was talking about birds, crabs, lizards etc. Surely you're not suggesting there is another kind of "wild" life in Castara?
Which brings me nicely to a comment I was going to make. I had thought of using the title "Is Castara Tobago's Benidorm?" Now that got your attention
Let me explain before you have a fit:
Our first afternoon was spent on the verandah looking at all the different birds and beasties we had never seen before, and generally watching the world go by.
We went to bed early as we were exhausted, only to spend the night hearing loud music and revelling which went on until 4am! We were then woken by cockerells and music from a car. Daughter made a classic comment:" Birds, bats, bugs and music, and it's only 5.30".
The next night was exactly the same! We had resigned ourselves to getting no sleep for 2 weeks when we found out that there had been 2 lots of birthday parties at the Cascreole, for people staying at the Angel Apartments. After that, there was peace , perfect peace. Until the cockerells started up; "my cock a doodle is louder than your cock a doodle". There was one right by our kitchen window every day which we threatened to have for dinner, but we got used to him.
In fact we did get used to the early morning noises in the end, and managed to sleep as late as 7a.m.
I think the locals have got it right.Get up and start work early while it's cool, then spend the rest of the day limin'.
I will try not to monopolise this siite by writing an Icelandic Saga, but there is more to come, so don't hold your breath.
Cheers
Carol
are you finding on the beach?
