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Saturday, October 11. 2008Escape from America: An American Girl’s Adventures in the Caribbean Part 2
From Melville Hall Airport in the North of the island of Dominica I had to catch a taxi into Roseau in the South. My taxi driver Frank was from Loubiere which is the village I am staying. On our long drive into Roseau he told me about some of the history of the island. To pay my driver I had to stop into town to use an ATM, because the Melville Hall airport did not have a cash machine. I did not know ahead of time, so here’s another small tip - get cash in exchange currency before you arrive.
After my bumpy but beautiful ride along the coast, the taxi driver helped me tote my oversize luggage out the car and left. My first destination was to pick up my keys. In Dominica, there are no numbered street grids but street signs, so if you are not from the island it can be a challenge at first to find your way around. I arrived in the rental agency office sweaty and exhausted but with a big smile on my face. I was really tired, but had to go through the paperwork and other management details. As a new tenant and resident of Dominica I needed information about my apartment, banks and all that jazz. After being there for over an hour I was just about still listening and eagerly anticipating seeing my new place. I started daydreaming about what I would do when I opened the door. My plan was simple: throw down my luggage, blow up my air mattress and fall asleep, the rest would have to wait until tomorrow. However before I could enjoy the pleasures of being laidback in paradise, I had to a list of things to do. I guess I had also imagined I would get the hotel treatment, you know when you can lay your bags down on the bed and look out the window take a shower, and go dine - Natta no, not me. I had no bed and I was just informed that I was running out of electricity. Not to mention I also had to buy water as the water filter was not installed.
So the agency drove me to my new apartment and I thought in my mind that I would spend a quiet afternoon listening to my music whilst unpacking, and doing some writing. But I guess the daydreaming part, gave me short term amnesia, because how was I to listen to music with no adapters or transformer. Immediately I turned around and asked for a lift back into town.  Sunset from my Apartment Of course, I got into the wrong side of the car, not being used to cars that drive on the left. Looking back on my new spot as we drove away, I knew I had only the shipping barrel, and my two suitcases to look forward to when I got home, but then I smiled and remembered that even though it is empty it’s still my new home by the sea. I managed to pick up the items I needed and then found where I could catch the bus. But yikes was I really prepared to take my first bus journey in Dominica? This was another adventure that I’ll fill you in on next week! Comments
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