LE MARIN

We are anchored in a bay carved by the sea deep into the south end of Martinique. The town that hugs the bay in rightfully named Le Marin, The Sailor. You don’t see as many sailboats anywhere else. The town has everything that sailors need, marine stores, sail making lofts, charter companies. Vegetable, fruit and spice market is close enough to have a view of the marina, while supermarket has a convenient dock into the anchorage.


We have been here five days and it has rained on and off, today the raindrops have been knocking on the boat continuously from early morning.

Years ago I was grieving over something unimportant, my friend Jane Ripley comforted me by saying: Everything that happens to us, has something good in it.

In the last five days we filled up our water tanks.




The appartment building, overlooking the bay

The town cemetery



Shoppers gather fruits, vegetables and spices in the weaved baskets



Kids having fun





Ready to go



On a road again