Actually Island-Hopping Now
Location: Tobago Cays, SVG (St. Vincent and the Grenadines) This morning, I thought I heard seagulls on the roof. I got up and went to investigate. There were two black birds not on the roof but in the kitchen, next to the coffee maker. Seeing each other that early in the morning scared both me and the birds, and they flew away to a nearby island. After a bit of research, I found that the bird is called "carib grackle." I do believe that more things should be named "grackle," as it is a truly excellent word. The grackles (a mother and her loud teenager) later joined us for breakfast. Saturday was our last day on St. Vincent. We had lunch with another one of Jem's friends. Harry is another pilot (retired from the air force) and is Kenyan, moved to South Africa, then came to St. Vincent on a holiday and never left. Also present were some chickens, roosters, and geckos. Here's a picture of some clouds. I can see why a lot of pilots become sailors. Sunday we lef...