This week, I spent several of the evenings at the gym again. I definitely felt settled into island life and was enjoying myself, except for the mosquitoes. (I even wore long pants to work one day to try to prevent new bites, but they found a way into the bottom of my pants anyway. Grrrrr.)
I visited another restaurant- Serendipity- that was touristy, but had really elegant food and a very international menu. I went to the Shiggidy Shack on Thursday to see the bonfire and guy that performs with fire, but that was cancelled, so we just ate instead. Here, I had a typical "island time" adventure. I ordered something that was on their menu. About 15 minutes later, when I was expecting food, the waitress came back and said that they were out of that. I'm not sure why it took so long to determine that, but ok. So, I asked for something else, which she was able to tell me they were out of within only a couple of minutes- at least this time it was faster to know they didn't have my dish. Finally, I ordered pasta, which came out in a normal time period. Overall though, it did take a looooong time from when we sat down to when food actually arrived. If I had known that the pasta would have plantains in it, I would have ordered it in the first place. (I know, who would've thought pasta with plantains would be so great?)
Friday, after work, I headed to Fort St. Everybody from work told me that Fort St. was where everybody would be that evening, "liming" (hanging out) because carnival was beginning there. I did run into several people I knew from work, which was cute. A guy from work had told me that I had to try Jamaican patties, so when I saw some, I grabbed one and ate it as I walked around. I watched the various bands play on the different stages. There were tons of street vendors, performers, and spectators all around. Some of the street vendors sold very typical things- souvenirs, jewelry, grilled food, ripped-off DVDs. Other street vendors sold everything from deodorant to shoes. I'm not sure I'd really want to buy pharmacy items off a make-shift table on the corner of a street, but they must sell something or else they wouldn't be in business. Overall, it had a very nice vibe to it, despite being extremely crowded. Finally, Saturday arrived and it was time to go back to the states. I ran to Port Zante to do a little last-minute shopping and also to grab lunch. Because there was no cruise ship in port, Zante was extremely quiet. Some things were shut down, but there were still plenty of places to get stuff for people. The Chinese restaurant had food that was reasonably decent (although it was not US-style Chinese food), but the whole place was full of flies, and they didn't even bother to hide the huge buckets of MSG. (Seriously, they had 5-gallon tubs labeled MSG just sitting right out for everyone to see.) Also, I don't think the lady understood my US accent because when I asked to be charged in EC, she charged in USD anyway. I wasn't super impressed. The airport was extremely crowded with Ross students. Apparently, the semester just ended and everybody was headed home for break or to move on to the next stage in their education. I had thought that getting to such a small airport 2 hours before the flight would be too much, but with the huge crowd, it was just enough. One note- if you're flying back and have a connection, don't get anything at the duty-free that won't fit in your luggage. I forgot about the whole having to go through customs and then re-do security thing, so in Puerto Rico I ended up struggling to fit some rum into my already overpacked suitcase. However, it's totally worth it as the rum I brought back can't be found anywhere I know of in the states.
At this point, we don't know if this is the end of my time working like a pirate in St. Kitts, or if I'll be back. (I'm hoping for the latter.)