I was awake early so sat out on the balcony with a gorgeous view to the beach.



After a lovely coffee on the balcony we wandered down to the private beach for the hotel and apartments complex.


We got chatting to some of the other guests on the beach and they were saying not to go into the sea as the current was really strong.


I really wanted to go for a swim in the sea so we decided to go for a stroll towards Speightstown and see what was on the way.
We walked for a few minutes and passed some shacks and houses. The houses are called Chattels. They are small wooden movable houses. The term goes back to the days when the home owners would buy houses that could be moved from one plantation or property to another. The wooden house would just sit on blocks. The landlord generally owned the land, but once slavery was abolished, the homeowner could move the property and work for another landlord.


We passed the Marina at Port Ferdinand.

And on the other side of the bridge you could see the Pier One restaurant at Port St Charles.


The water here looked much calmer and as we wandered along we saw a public footpath to the beach, so we went down and found a lovely spot in the sun.


We swam and sunbathed for a while.


After a bit, we were a little peckish, so we decided to go and find somewhere for lunch.


We walked back along the road to a shack called ‘Sip and Lick’ where we stopped to try the local beer – Banks Beer.




The shack was right on the beach and it was just so relaxing.


After a beer, we literally walked over the road to Joan’s Snackette for lunch. We decided to go for the local special, which was a ‘Roti’. This is a flatbread filled with spicy meat or fish and potatoes – it was delicious.


The little shacks don’t look like anything special bit everyone is really friendly and chatty – other tourists, as well as the locals.


After lunch, we headed back to the apartment, buying some fruit on the way.


We decided to go and relax by the pool where I think we all had a little sleep.

After a refreshing shower we had a gin on the balcony before heading into Speightstown.
We made a stop at Braddy’s Bar to have a beer and watch the sunset.



The sunset was lovely again.


Once the sun went down, around 6-630pm, we decided to walk into Speightstown. A bus did go past and asked if we wanted a lift, but we stupidly said no!
It took us about half an hour to walk into town. We stopped at the Fisherman’s Pub for some dinner. I had grilled marlin with plantain and vegetables.


After dinner, we literally walked next door to Little Bristol Beach Bar where they had some live music and Mags made a new friend.


Everything here in Barbados starts early and finishes quite early. Once the band stopped we jumped in a taxi and went back to Joan’s Snackette as we had been told it was a good place to go on a Wednesday night. And it didn’t dissapoint. We had a great time chatting and dancing with the locals. One of the guys, Douglas, was an amazing dancer.



The music was amazing too – it was backing tracks and a steel drummer, Rodney, who gave us all a wicked lesson on how to play them.




We walked home and went to bed. A great first day.




























































































































































































































































































































