Caribbean Christmas 15: Walking The Plank

Our little holiday pad is deliciously secluded, without being remote.   We are called Anchorage and that’s situated in Point Venezia and, just like Venice, our properties are built into the water.

Which means we have to walk along planks to get home.   Walking on a raised wooden platform, like a somewhat rotting boardwalk!

And these planks are above water and get rained on tropically almost every day, some days that’s big rain.

And so the planks can be a bit soft which is a tad scary especially if you are carrying something heavy too like 6 x 1.5 litres of Evian or a suitcase!

Someone (not us) has put their foot through one of the planks.   Ouch!   We don’t think it’s our neighbour who is walking on crutches but I tell you, I wouldn’t want to be walking on crutches in this heat.   And I wouldnt be wanting to put my foot through one of those planks either.

So we tip toe home.   These are the joys of life, arent they?   In order to live on water in privacy, you have to walk the plank.