We spent an idyllic few days in the Tobago Cays, a group of small, undeveloped islands nestled behind a protective reef. The water was extremely clear, so it was a great opportunity to try out the new camera and underwater housing that Suzy had brought us. That, and I'm obsessed with turtles. They are so graceful and peaceful as they calmly go about their days munching on sea grass.
There are a lot of boats in here, and we had one French guy anchor too close to us. When we suggested that he might want to park it somewhere else, he threw up his hands in protest, claiming not to speak English. Suzy told us later that as soon as we both hopped in the dinghy to go snorkel the reef, he let out some more chain so that he wouldn't be quite so close to us. Of course, that doesn't help much if the wind shifts, but at least now we aren't confronted with his banana hammock every time we look up from our books.
There are boat boys zipping about among all the boats, selling everything from fish and lobster, bread and ice, to T-shirts. We did buy a really delicious baguette from Walter one morning, but after being told the price ($12EC, or approximately $5US) we decided not to make it a habit, when the same loaf can be bought for $6EC on Union Island, a short sail away.
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