At 6 AM, I
awoke to watch the sun climb over the hills surrounding Admiralty
Bay. There’s nothing like sitting there first thing in the
morning with a cup of coffee, taking in the serene beauty of the
place before the day gets into full gear.
Unfortunately,
that pleasure would be short-lived, as I reluctantly turned the
key on the iron jib for the last time.
We pulled up the hook and lumbered out of the harbour.
A brief motor across the Bequia Channel and we were at the
Blue Lagoon.
A quick
check-in, packing of bags, taxi to the airport, and we were
heading home. St.
Vincent is the only country I know where you can clear out of
Customs with a rum in your hands.
I set the beverage down on the desk while the kind official
stamped my passport. A
quick hop to Barbados and a pit-stop at Frankies before we boarded
Air Canada 967 for home. In no time I was in a Limo and in my own bed for the first
time in 11 days.
You should by
now be wondering if Winston’s car was still in the parking lot.
We left him in the Limo after it dropped me off, so I heard
the story unfold later.
In fact, his
car was gone. Surprise,
surprise. The Limo
cost Winston an extra $30 (keep a running tab on this) to take him
all the way home. In the morning, his other car would not start due to a dead
battery, so a taxi to work cost him $30.
He called the police to find out where his car was taken,
but they could not provide him with any information without the
vehicle registration number – information that was carefully
tucked away in the glove compartment of the vehicle he was trying
to locate.
The telephone number for
his insurance company (who would know this information) was at
home. The two-way
taxi trip ran him another $50.
He finally called the police with the registration number
only to learn that they had in fact NOT picked up the car.
Before panic set in, police advised him to check with
security at the shopping centre, as they often have vehicles towed
privately.
Security did
confirm towing the vehicle. Taxi
to the impound lot ran him another $40.
Towing fee and 10 days storage was another $250.
On his way home with the vehicle, something was not working
properly. He managed
to limp to a service station, only to learn that the alternator
had gone, possibly related to the towing.
So, for another $350, the vacation was finally over.
For you
financially-minded individuals who are wondering, the entire
vacation cost Winston just under $2,000 CAD.
The car trouble cost him an additional $710.
What I learned
from this experience is, that the next time we invite Winston
along, we plan to initiate the “Winston Watch” 48 hours in
advance, not 24.