Prickly Bay Beach

Today was Grenada's Independence Day, so we all got the day off. I went to visit Paul and Kate and we went to the Prickly Bay Beach. I this was the only other beach I had been to during the daylight hours other than the one I visited on the Rhum Runner cruise. The beach was moderately populated with locals and visitors doing the same thing we were on their day off. The water was warm, though I was told that it was colder than it usually is. It wasn't very clear due to the multitude of seaweed and sand churned up. Paul said he believed it was due to the rough weather that they had a while back that tore up all the seaweed. It's supposed to be pretty clear from what I was told, but when we were there, there was a lot of seaweed tangled under our feet if we back up from the shore a certain distance and even only a few feet from the shore, the seaweed would wash up against us. It was somewhat disconcerting at first, esp to put your feet into the seaweed, not knowing what could be lurking there. Paul got bit by a crab and I got stung by I dunno what. We found a curious egg shape sac floating in the water. It had a clearish leathery skin with a murky liquid interior. While curiosity wanted to know what would happen if we popped it, the more sensible side of me shied away from the idea not knowing if it was harmful or not. So we ended up tossing it back to the sea. Anyway, we took Lady with us to the beach and she seemed pretty excited, though she clung desperately to us while in the water. I don't think she minded the water too much though because she would get into the water with some coxing. I think I very much enjoyed the Caribbean "fun in the sun" way of life.

Oh dear, where are my manners... Everyone, meet Lady

the sun was in my eyes, ok?