GRAND TURK

Last port of call today, Grand Turk.  Looks as though we are just going to go ashore and shop or find the internet somewhere where it is free and I can sit with a drink and catch up with blogs and mail and and and…

So there wasn’t much to see around the island, but it is soooo flat.  We did go into the small capital city of Cockburn Town and shopped or rather looked around at the little shacks full of souvenir stuff and some other clothing items.  Some were clearly labeled made in India or made in China.  We stopped at a roadside restaurant and had some conch fritters.  Oh my, they were delicious!  To describe the taste I think is that they are a milder clam taste.  Glad I was able to sample that new-to-me food.  After we were finished in town, we took a cab back to the harbour and now I have parked myself in Margaritaville to have some beer and taco salad and put up 2 days worth of blog entries.  Then I had the wrong time and ended up going back to the ship an hour early so I didn’t get them posted.  Now I need to buy a bit more time.  Maybe I can win it back at blackjack tomorrow.

So there really wasn’t much on Grand Turk, but man if a tsunami comes through, I think most of the island is at or below sea level.  There would be nothing left.  Its real claim to fame seems to be that the space capsule bringing John Glenn back to earth landed in the ocean very near here.  I think I hear 18 miles off the coast mentioned.  There is a replica of the capsule and all the tours stop there for a picture.  Since it was on our way to town, our driver stopped so we could take a picture also.

So as ropes slip away from the dock and we pull out of the harbour, we are underway.  The ship’s horn blasts the last 3 times as we set course for Miami and so will end this cross Atlantic adventure. The weather, at times not perfect, was not totally unexpected.  Dublin seems such a long time ago.  One more day at sea and that means two more sleeps and we will home in our own beds.