Friday 3rd may
‘Come to the point stick to the Point’ and ‘Welcome to Blackpoint’ the welcome messages emblazoned in large letters along the shore line
Anchored close into the town dock it only takes us a lively minute in Slurpy to get to the dinghy dock and take our first walk into town.
Seems a pleasant enough place and not too ‘touristy’, just enough to have a couple of restaurants an bars and an internet cafe. With a population of some 150 on the whole island everyone knows each other. So when we watched a teenager jump out of his flip flops and run up the road abandoning them to join his mate we could only assume that anybody passing them know to whose feet they belonged. We left them be supposing that he would return some time later to pick them up, and this just seemed to be an expression of the small knit community where he could do such a thing.
We had lunch in a Lorraine’s café and as the only diners there we were surprised to wait nearly 30 minutes for a rum punch and over an hour for a grim burger and fish sandwich both simple meals without faff or flourish. Not great food, bland to say the least and way too expensive at that.
We stepped to the house next door to meet ‘Ma’ the mother of the cafe family who is known for her tasty sweet breads so we treated ourselves to a coconut loaf and head back to Suliere where we cut off thick slices and spread with butter whilst still warm from the oven. Fragrant and delicious!
Sign reads “do not stand on bench”!
It had been a simple but pleasing day.
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