Having had the most excellent coffee and a sandwich

served by the most delightful young people I stood at the corner of the street weighing my options,should I return to the ship or take the chance with the unpredictable weather.Suddenly I heard banging behind me, thinking I was obstructing someone's way I looked back and it was the waiter who gifted me the cake,smiling broadly and waving,mouthing good-bye,I quickly pulled out my camera and by the time I was ready to snap,a waitress was standing beside him.I will for ever treasure the photograph.Memories are made of moments like these.I could not face returning to the ship.No-one there to share with the feeling of utter contentment,of joy.I wanted it to continue in he warmth of the sun and decided to walk.I passed a large hotel at the sea front, then some buildings being constructed,behind them ugly,shabby grafitinized houses,clothes hanging outside to dry,so they must be occupied but unloved,uncared for.I came to a large grey platform reminiscent of the structures by the port and the most foul stench overcame me, I realized I was standing on the top of a sewage plant and it reminded me of Tortola only there was no plant there just raw excrement and urine seeping into the sea.I turned back and returned to the ship.With the delicious sandwiches and a cake to enjoy I made a cup of tea and settled to watch the excellent film The Martian.