Marie-Galante
Feb1st and 2nd, 2024
The passage yesterday to Marie-Galante (an island southeast of Guadeloupe) was fairly uneventful. The wind was light and variable and the sky was largely overcast (somewhat unusual). Four hours of motoring put us in the bay off the town of St. Louis. However, en route, we did see a large turtle, probably a leatherback. We also saw a whale off in the distance, we even saw it breech several times! Our thinking is that it was a humpbacked whale but we were too far away to be certain. Just as we approached Marie-Galante, we saw a tuna jump out of the water a couple of times.
Once we were anchored we walked around the town to find the “boutique” where one could check-in. This was a simple process of working with the store owner to fill in a form, and pay 5 euro … et voila! The tour of the town revealed an automated laundry. By that I mean that there was no attendant, the washer or dryer could be selected at a panel on the wall, payment could be by card, bills or coins. This “find” determined the plan for today! It was laundry day.
We calculate that it has been more than a month since we took advantage of the laundry service at Jolly Harbor on Antigua. While we have washed some clothes in buckets on board, we’ve limited ourselves to smaller items such as T-shirts, shorts and undies. The sheets and towels are difficult to manage and present bigger challenges in drying. Having bundled up all the washing, it was quite a large volume! Fortunately, there was a 20 kg capacity washer at the laundry. While the wash was tumbling, we visited the outdoor market and acquired some bacon, tomatoes and fruit.
Trouble began when we tried to divide our large load between the two dryers. Only one was functional! Our nearly 20 kg load was no doubt too large for the dryer. Adding to the angst was the chap who was doing a small load that would finish before our 30 minutes were up. Naturally, our stuff wasn’t dry after thirty minutes, so I added an extra 15 minutes. This did not seem to amuse the other user of the laundry facility! As he spoke French and I don’t have two words of French to rub together, he finally shrugged and folded up his wet laundry and went on his way. Maybe it’s just as well that I don’t speak French. (It should be noted that Mike had disappeared at this point to complete our shopping at the butcher and grocery store…timing is everything!)
N 15 57.304 W 61 19.472
Gloria
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