A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard Flashcards
Anguillians have their own terminology for direction. The word above means east and below means west.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
Why would anyone choose to live surrounded by concrete and traffic rather than fishing boats, water, and palm trees?
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
“You gotta pay duty on everything in Anguilla.”
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
incredible buoyancy of the salt water made him feel as though he had on a life jacket.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
Island time. It slowed our heartbeats and eased our blood pressure.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
In Anguilla, the game of dominos requires only a table, something to sit on, a set of dominos, and, most important, shade. A domino tree is centrally located in almost every village, strategically placed where taxi drivers congregate, in front of a grocery store or even at a gas station. The game’s popularity is understandable in the eighty-five-degree weather, and besides, it’s easier to drink a Heineken while playing dominos than, say, soccer. But it is serious sport. There are week-long domino tournaments. There are domino teams with uniforms. There are traveling domino teams that fly or boat to other islands, claiming international trophies. I used to think dominos was an easygoing diversion in which players ponder a move and quietly place their pieces on the table in an orderly, even reserved, fashion. Not in Anguilla. The technique for slamming is highly developed and practiced. Dominos are discreetly hidden in one hand—held like playing cards—and once a play has been determined, the chosen piece is raised slowly above the table, as if the player were sneaking up to assassinate a fly. Once this slow, methodical arm raising has created sufficient suspense, bam—the domino is slapped down on the table, often with enough force to bounce the pieces several inches in the air. The exuberance and gusto with which the pieces are slammed down actually makes it a lively spectator sport. Heated games often last long into the night, with small crowds of anxious onlookers waiting to get a turn. Sometimes several tables are lined up in a row and players rotate between games. Bets are placed, money changes hands, and the slamming rhythm intensifies as the stakes rise. Instead of a throbbing head from too much partying, a domino champion wakes the next morning with a throbbing hand.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
The Caribbean is known for its jerk sauce,
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
Guava juice, we discovered, was the missing ingredient from most we tried, and freshly squeezed orange juice was a must. Still, our final recipe was simple. Combine equal amounts of pineapple juice, guava juice, freshly squeezed orange juice, and Mt. Gay rum. Add just a dash of grenadine and another of Angostura bitters. Pour over ice and top with a sprinkle of nutmeg.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
Three generations filled her house with energy and love.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
their produce came by boat from Santo Domingo every two weeks and I should come back on Thursday for a better selection.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
“Haven’t you seen salt ponds all over the island?” Clinton asked. “Until ’bout fifteen years ago, they harvest salt outta the ponds and ship it all over the Caribbean—even England. It was how everybody earn a living here before we had tourists. When you see the foam it mean the pond ripe for pickin. It mean there’s plenty of salt.” “What did they do, collect all these bubbles and dry them out?” “Mel. You wanna hear about pickin’ the ponds, you gotta talk to Mammy. She work in the ponds for years, and she love to talk.”
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
There was a charisma about Anguillian women that was almost startling, I thought, looking around the bank. They walked slowly, with exceptional posture. They had high cheekbones, smooth chocolate skin, and smiles that illuminated the room around them.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
Anguilla has always been an offshore tax haven.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
A bank job in Anguilla was like a bus ticket out of small-town Kansas. It wasn’t vanity that made these women beautiful, it was pride.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
everyone, including locals, has accounts in more than one place.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
Hard work is good therapy,
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
It’s as much about the people as the beach and the views.
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard
We religiously checked shoes each morning—these bugs love to hide in the cool toe of a sneaker—but
A Trip to the Beach by Melinda Blanchard and Robert Blanchard