On the morning of day 5, Christmas Eve, we got up early to meet our tour guide from Cosul Tours. Beni had arranged a van for our family - all 11 of us- to take a tour of the island. Our guide was Charlemagne (Charlie) and we were his "angels", or so he told us. He was a police officer and was very informative.
A banana plantation. We got to taste the fresh bananas, but I thought there wasn't much difference between them and store bought.
More banana trees
How busy were you on Christmas Eve? Be grateful that at least you didn't have to go down to the river to do your laundry!
A St. Lucian village.A bay.
A dormant volcano on the island. Just add the smell of rotten eggs and you're there.
A pointsettia plant growing on the side of the road. How perfect for our Christmas Eve drive.
Anna and Mario.
A Christmas street festival. Don't ask me what this masked guy is supposed to be - maybe some voodoo hoodoo stuff. Charlie didn't explain that part.
A band playing at the street festival
The Piton Mountains. Charlie called them the "Dolly Parton" of St. Lucia.
Anna and Frankie, all wet, after coming into the van from the rain. It rained on and off the entire day. That's how it goes in the rain forest.
Beni and the boys beside a waterfall.
Anna and Mike in the rain forest near the waterfall.
The beach after the rain. We didn't stay because the sand was wet and the boat to take us to the nicer beach didn't look very sea-worthy. We opted to skip the beach and go back to the ship.
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