33 Degree Day Ending with Rainshowers and Sunshine at Accra Beach.

Wow - 33 degrees this morning - soooooo hot! I had decided to go to Hastings Farmers Market. I saw it packing away last Saturday and made a note to get there earlier and see what it's about. It's at a place called 'Art Splash' on the main coast road up to Bridgetown and there are stalls selling crafts, homemade dishes and art work - plus things for the kids to do. I met some really lovely people and bought some hand crafted earrings and some homemade soap. I really recommend a visit.

I had to go to the bank to change some cheques - and there was hardly a queue - which is very unusual here. I then decided to head up to Earthworks at Edgehill to the Treetops Cafe. If you have nothing else, be sure to have their rum cake - I bought some to take out so that I can keep the experience going! I left with the cake - and a heavy heart - that will be the last time I'm there this visit. It is one of my favourite places, it has cool breezes and lovely views. Ah - drove away with tears in my eyes.

After a little rain the island cooled to 28 degrees and it felt fresh again - so I decided to get into the swimsuit and head to the beach. It had to be Accra - with its rolling waves and lively atmosphere. I bought a beer from Chicken George's - and had someone offer to rub in the suncream on my back, where I'd missed. Only in Barbados!

I had a sun bed and was just getting settled when there was a really sudden shower - which drove me back to the shelter of the bar and another beer! A local laughed because he thought I'd come out of the sea to get out of the rain...I hadn't! Back on the beach and that lovely part of the day that I call 'Silver Time' - when the sea goes from turquoise to glittering silver. It's when the families and locals come to the beach too - so it feels the really sociable part of the day. Then we had another shower!
 Finally it looked like the weather wasn't going to be sunny anymore and the bar was closing - so I headed back to the apartment to clean up, saying a little 'goodbye' to Accra too. Oh - I hate this part of the holiday, where time goes so fast and everything seems so precious. Tomorrow is the last full day, the last night on the island, the last dinner...etc.
And then there's the packing!
BKB x