vening flight operated by LIAT was yesterday delayed for more then one hour so it was dark when I landed on St Kitts. Immigrations and customs are very friendly here – not like on Antigua, so soon I was out of the terminal. My map was bad, but I decided to walk to my Fern Tree B&B since it was only 3 kms. Orientation in the strange town is not easy in the dark. After 1 km I asked people for the direction. Nice people – they were so courious (-Why dont you take a taxi?) that they put me on the pickup and delivered to B&B. The problem was that the driver was drunk, so it was very short but emotional journey.
In the morning I received my breakfast served in the nice garden verandah and took the walk to the main road for local minibus ride to the capital of St Kitts (officially: St Christoper and Nevis). So called bus station for the public minibuses is right in front of the ferry dock – so it took only 1 minute to buy ticket for 10 USD, put my name on the possenger list and to jump on the little, junk ferry “Mark Twain”. Nevis Island – the second island of this miniature Caribbean state was visible on the horizon – rising like volcano from the blue sea…
