I awoke in St. Vincent ready to go explore, but also wanting to book tours for today or tomorrow. After the hotel breakfast (cereal, milk, toast, jam, plantains), I got directions to walk into town because it doesn't look that far on a map. Ha ha. GoogleMaps does a crappy job of showing how steep the hills are. Flat, it's a short distance, but in real life it's not. First, I had to hike up the hill that the hotel was on, then over it. Then, the “down” part was a road that basically cut back and forth along the mountain so that the walking distance was many times the actual distance. When I did finally get downtown, I started looking for places that offered tours, with no luck since neither today nor tomorrow are cruise ship days. One thing that I've noticed about all of the islands is that business is really slow other than on cruise ship days. The ships are good for the economy, but it's a bit incredible to see how much of a difference they make. I passed some markets and a lot of street vendors on my way to the botanical gardens. The tour guide walked me through the plants and explained what each of them were. Otherwise, I wouldn't really have known what's what, but he did go pretty quickly, whereas I'd rather meander around. He also offered me a volcano tour, but I wasn't quite ready to go off on my own with some strange guy I just met. Probably, it's fine, I just didn't feel comfortable doing that. Another way I enjoyed the botanical gardens is by sitting on a park bench and reading. On this trip I just (finally) started reading the Harry Potter series. It's ok that I'm down that rabbit hole because there's not a whole lot else to do here, so it's ok if I'm reading instead of sightseeing. Lunch was at an upstair sports bar that had a nice view and good pasts with callalloo. I also stopped by Bounty to see the interesting art that was hung there. Since I ran out of town things to do, I took the long hike back. As it's pretty exhausting doing all those hills (Carol would be proud!) I passed out for the rest of the afternoon. While the hotel does serve dinner, you have to tell them you want it ahead of time. Instead, one of the employees walked with me to the bus stop so I could head to town. It was not a short walk, but after the initial hill, it wasn't ridiculous and took much less time than walking all the way to town. The bus is similar to the other Caribbean buses in that it is a van that drives fast and packs everybody in. In St Vincent, there's not only a driver, but also a packer who collects money and makes sure that as many people as possible are packed in as tight as can be. He kept rearranging people (“you move there. you take that seat”) so it made for an interesting bus ride. The hotel employee recommended VeeJay's for dinner, and now I pass on the recommendation. The “chunks” (Caribbean term for soy protein) were ok and spicy. The sweet potato croquets were really good. The eggplant was incredibly fabulous- I need to go figure out how to replicate it. I was very glad I ate here.