Antigua. Travel to the country of Wadadli
Antigua and Barbuda is locally called Wadadli, and much of the island also includes this “Wadadli” as part of the name. The local Wadadli beer is reminiscent of the Dominican President and the Barbados Banks. The diphthong in the name of the island in English leads to the pronunciation of “Antigu”, and Barbuda rather sounds like “Barbuda” – American patterns are not grafted here.
They flew well. The noble West Jet allowed to carry as much as a whole piece of free baggage on flights outside of Canada and the United States. True, feeding, as everywhere else today on our mainland, relied only on money – or bring it with us, and we will pour you a drink and give a napkin. We did just that. A 5-hour flight nevertheless breaks the day regime.
The girl in the Avis rental office protruded us the Toyota Yaris, which had seen the views, and when examined, circled the whole picture in a circle – like, you will find flaws everywhere. True, before that, she had offered all kinds of insurance, but we refused everything: our American Express covers everything and everything only on condition of a written refusal of these services. The girl was black, probably pretty even by European standards, slim, but curly, with tight female forms. And her name also contained, like almost all black ones, the syllable “sha” in the ending. They love to be called “Lakisha” or even “Natasha.”
We wandered for a long time along local confused roads, although, as it turned out, we were right on the road, it was just far enough and we thought that we were already driving along the bottom of the Caribbean Sea. Turned on for 5 minutes, the navigator on the phone showed the true state of affairs, but immediately rang and warned that these 5 minutes cost $ 75. Well, we’ll see that when we get back.
The villa, rented for a week for $ 740, was located in the Jolly Harbor complex, instead of a backyard there was a pier, on the 2nd floor there were 2 bedrooms, a balcony and a bathroom, on the 1st floor there was a garage that could accommodate a golf cart, kitchen, and dining room combined with living room, veranda overlooking the pier, with a barbecue and side tables. In the garage were swimming boards, spinning rods, fishing tackle and a washing machine. The key, as promised, was left under the mat.
We were very pleased with our housing, the only drawback was the weak Internet and generally some potential “hole” in which our cell phones refused to work. It seems to us that this is due to the accumulation of navigation equipment, because off the coast everything worked. The island is generally famous for its yachts and yachtsmen, regattas and sails.
It got dark, and we did not dare to look for the road to the nearby beach in the dark. They drove to a local supermarket on the territory of Jolly Harbor, bought a drink and a snack, sat on the veranda and relaxed, listening to the quiet splash of water and looking at large tropical stars. The temperature at night was + 22 + 24, and during the day + 27 + 30 degrees. Sea water of a very pleasant temperature, +26.5 degrees – the coldest water of the year! At 9 pm, a Boeing 777 British, an evening flight from London, sailed almost silently over us, and a little later the full moon crept out. Gradually, evening after evening, it began to decrease from above (and not from the side, as in our latitudes), so that after 2 weeks it would turn into a thin sickle, turned upside down.
Over the whole week, rain was taken several times, which usually ended in 15 minutes, and only on the very day when we decided to watch the pot-bellied 777 British sit at the VCBird airport site, the rain intensified and was accompanied by such fog that the daytime the London flight flew over our heads for an hour and could not land, and when we drove away, calmly walked in like a thread and drew directly above the road at a height of about 15 meters. We didn’t manage to take it off, yeah.
After the rain, the air was so clear that at sunset Moncerat Island, another British possession, and the uninhabited islet of Redonda, which is closer to St. Keats, but administratively refers to Antigua.
On the first day on the island, we usually go around the entire territory in a circle and look for places we would like to visit. Because it happens that you find the most wonderful place on the last day, and you regret that you did not find it before. We examined the beaches and coastline. Kinds. The mountains. Villages. Power points. We were looking for beaches where you can do snorkelling. We wanted to fuck $ 32 for the Shirley observation deck, but we refused. Because, as practice shows, at 5 o’clock all tax collectors go home, and there’s still a wonderful hour at sunset, from 5 to 6, when you can come for free. We used this technique on Curacao, used it a couple of days later and on Antigua, successfully.
Snorkeling on the island was not important, there are few reefs, more sand. But beaches for every taste, almost without stones, jellyfish and other dirty tricks. Sometimes brings scraps of algae from the Atlantic. For a good snorkeling, they offered to take us on a boat for 55-130 dollars … we even tried to book such a trip, but the Internet failed a monastery.