My usual travel style may well be described as directed wandering. I usually know more or less were I'm headed and more or less how. Yesterday, however, there was no "more or less" about it.
The guided personal tour is an experience I've tended to shy away from. I didn't know what I was missing. Yesterday, a local by the name of Keith took us on a half-day tour of the interior of the island. It was 3 hours of non-stop information; plant names and uses, local critters, historical tidbits (the 1983 US shenanagins, 2004 hurricaine desctruction, etc.), demographics info, import/exports, and the answer to any question we could ask. Besides all the info, we got to see spots a public bus couldn't take us*. Yes, a guided personal tour has its place every now and again. And if you ever take one in Grenada, ask for Keith! |
Sunday December 21 2008 | File under: travel, grenada |
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on Sun 21st Dec, 2008 09:04 pm PST per said: yah, but can Keith whistle a sweet melody wif his finger pursed between his toothless gums? I think not. nice banana airbag. ************************ on Mon 22nd Dec, 2008 10:36 pm PST Joe said: i'll be sure to do that. thanks for the hot tip. ************************ |
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