I don’t want to be a tourist. I never have. When I go somewhere I want to immerse myself in the culture as best as possible with the amount of time I have. Living in St. Lucia, affectionately called St. Lucy, is no different. This weekend has been action packed and I was thrilled by everything I did, saw, smelled, heard, tasted, and touched. I covered all five senses, correct? Much of what I did can be considered normal, and some of you may be unimpressed, but for me it was anything but ordinary.
In Vieux-Fort (VF) I saw the fish market up close and personal. I met “my guy,” Ace. Yeah, I got a fish guy! I learned a few things such as types of fish available, how the market works, that I can get 3-15 lbs, a good price is $7-$10 depending on type and if supply is higher than demand. Good ole economics! Fish eggs, better known as Caviar, is a pretty price all on it’s own. My guy…he threw in the eggs at no extra charge. I got to choose my Mahi Mahi, otherwise known as Dolphin here, that would yield 5lbs. Now to someone who goes fishing and actually eats their catch or has lived near a place that has a fresh fish market this is a customary experience. But for me not so much. I’d never gone to the docks, picked my fish, watched it get cut into fillets then carry off my two bags of fish parts.
While downtown I got to experience a barbershop, a True Value hardware store that had a restaurant in it, and bought some pineapple from a vendor outside the super market. A notable yet cool occurrence is that the shops are barely labeled. I mean there is very little signage…at all. You kind of wander around and poke your head in to see if it may have something you need. Granted, I have people helping me learn the ropes but sometimes it’s like, “How did you know there was a barber inside that tiny, unmarked building?” I returned home only long enough to put my groceries away then I hit the pavement to wait for a bus to go meet a friend for more exploration.
Stay tuned for part 2…because I’m not sitting on the sidelines of life.
~Brie Messier, MBA