Recap Caribbean & Africa 2014

Now safely back in the USA it's time to reflect on the last three months of travel and try to reduce it to something of a manageable and entertaining summary. It was difficult to follow because I doubled back on myself a little bit but the sequence of locations goes something like this: Southern Caribbean - Portugal - North & West Africa - France & England - Northern Caribbean.

A FEW STATS

• Flights: 32 (including 22 with my five year old boy Sebastian)
• UN countries visited: 20 (Grenada, St Vincent & the Grenadines, St Lucia, Antigua, St Kitts & Nevis, Portugal, Morocco, Cape Verde, Senegal, The Gambia, Guinea-Bissau, Guinea, Sierra Leone, Belgium, France, Luxembourg, England, Dominican Republic, Haiti & the Bahamas)
• Additional Territories or Collectivities visited: 5 (Guadeloupe, Montserrat, Sint Maarten, St Martin, Turks & Caicos)
• Visas required: 5 (Cape Verde, Senegal, Guinea-Bissau, Guinea, Sierra Leone)
• Rented cars in 11 different countries, caught 9 boats, 49 taxis, 5 motorcycle taxis and a couple of pirogues.
• Crossed 10 land borders including the Channel Tunnel.
• Stayed at 25 different hotels

My CrossFit Bartlesville T-Shirt went with me everywhere. Between my son Sebastian, my brother Glen, wife Sara and a few random strangers I managed to get photos of me wearing the same shirt in all the places I visited.

Grenada: 
Morne Rouge Bay

St Vincent: 
Bequia

St Lucia: 
Rodney Bay

Guadeloupe: 
Summit of Soufriere

Antigua: 
At the Anchorage Rooms

Montserrat: 
Soufriere Hills volcano

St Kitts & Nevis: 
Sugar Mill

Sint Maarten: 
Maho Beach

St Martin: 
Grand Case Beach

Portugal: 
At Belem Tower

Morocco: 
Cobra in Marrakesh

Cape Verde: 
Real de San Felipe Fort

Senegal: 
Random guy on Goree Island

The Gambia: 
Bro, Teresa & me

Guinea-Bissau: 
Smelly harbour in Bissau

Sierra Leone: 
Freetown street gym

Guinea: 
At the Sierra Leone border

Belgium:
Airport stop only (hence green)

Luxembourg:
Day trip from Paris

France:
With the big stone pants

England:
Me, myself and the London Eye

Dominican Republic: 
Near Kite Beach

Haiti: 
The Iron Market

Turks & Caicos: 
The beach at Provo

Bahamas: 
The beach at the Hilton

The Bahamas

COMPLETING THE CARIBBEAN
After six days in the beautiful Turks & Caicos on three different islands it was time to head to our next and final destination on this trip and another landmark for me. The Bahamas is the last remaining Caribbean country or dependent territory I had to visit to complete the full set. Depending on how you count them there are either 28 Caribbean countries and dependent territories (if you combine Bonaire, St Eustatius & Saba into one generic Kingdom of the Netherlands, aka BES) or 30 if you separate them. However, this number excludes two destinations that are intimately related to the Caribbean, 1) Guyana which is part of the West Indies, but geographically on the South American continent, and 2) Bermuda which is a British Overseas Territory in the Atlantic, which I haven't been to (yet).

The Bahamas consists of something like 700 islands but the only one on our itinerary was the most populous island of New Providence, home to the capital city, and cruise ship mecca, of Nassau. Lynden Pindling International Airport, named after the first Bahamian Prime Minister, is about 15km west of the downtown area and the beautiful British Colonial Hilton which was our home for six nights.

The flight from Providenciales to Nassau took about an hour and twenty minutes in a 50-seater Embraer, but there were only seven passengers on board. We all had to sit near the tail of the plane but it was a nice smooth ride and we got some excellent views of New Providence as we came in to land. I even managed to spot the hotel and the cruise ship terminal from the plane.

THE BRITISH COLONIAL HILTON
The Hilton in Nassau was built in 1923 on the site of the former Colonial Hotel which was gutted by fire in 1922. The Bahamian government commissioned the building and it was sold to Sir Harry Oaks in 1939, became part of the Sheraton brand in the 1960's, then Best Western in the 1980's. During the 1990's much of the hotel was closed up and only a fraction of the rooms were utilized. It wasn't until a major overhaul and modernization project was completed just before the end of the millennium that the hotel was relaunched as the British Colonial Hilton - the grand dame of all Nassau hotels. Bond films Thunderball and Never Say Never Again were filmed here, including the water-skiing scene with Fatima Blush.

The main tower of the hotel

The view of the resort from the main tower

CrossFit t-shirt makes an appearance at the Hilton beach resort

PIRATES
Nassau was originally known as Charles Town, but it was burned to the ground by the Spanish in 1684. When the city was rebuilt ten years later it was renamed in honor of the Dutch House of Orange-Nassau. By the early 18th century the Bahamas had become a haven for pirates like Calico Jack and Blackbeard and it widely considered a pirate republic. Britain eventually regained control and fought off the Spanish before the American War of Independence when American loyalists took their African slaves and established a plantation economy. Britain abolished the slave trade in 1807 and resettled many liberated slaves from illegal ships in the Bahamas during the 19th century. Independence came in 1973 but the Bahamas remains part of the commonwealth with Queen Elizabeth as its monarch.

One of the cruise ships in port from the beach at the Hilton

The Bahamian Parliament

ATLANTIS
Atlantis is a luxury resort, marina and water park located on Paradise Island, a few kilometers north of the cruise ship terminal. It was completed in 1998 and has been through a few financial ups and downs, particularly in 2008 when rooms went unfilled, but recently business has improved and the location close to the cruise ships ensures a constant flow of visitors throughout the year.

Sara spotted one of her favorite actors, Johnny Lee Miller, and his 5 year old son in one of the pools but was too afraid to say hello. Later in the day we passed them again and I was too afraid to say anything either. Actually I was too busy looking at his wife to notice who he was until he went past and saw the "26.2" tattoo on his back - advertising that he's a marathon runner. The hotel appeared in the Bond film Casino Royale when Daniel Craig arrived in Nassau.

The Royal Tower at Atlantis on Paradise Island

Atlantis on Paradise Island (Go-Pro version)

There are loads of different water slides at Atlantis but my favorite two are "Challenger", where two racers slide beside each other and at the pool at the end it records your time, and the "Leap of Faith" which is pretty much straight down, through a mist of dry ice then through a shark tank before splashdown. Lily and I rode them a few times but they were both so fast I had to wear my swim goggles to keep my eyes open.

Looking down at the shark tank at the bottom of the 'Leap of Faith'

The Bahamas is probably the most Americanized of all the Caribbean destinations I've been to. There are a ton of tourists, it's expensive, clean and the US dollar can be used anywhere. The Bahamian dollar is one of the more pointless currencies because it's pegged to the US dollar one-to-one and you can pay for goods and services in either or a combination of both currencies and you'll get chance in either. Nonetheless I like to collect currency so I saved some Bahamian notes and coins to add to my collection.

It was sad to leave but it was with a certain amount of satisfaction knowing that I could finally scratch off all the Caribbean countries on my world scratch off map.

BAHAMAS QUICK GUIDE
Capital: Nassau
Currency: Bahamian Dollar & US Dollar (exchange rate 1:1)
Language: English
Drives on the Left
Beer of choice: Kalik Gold (used a blind taste test to determine)

Port-au-Prince, Haiti

BORDER CROSSING
Land border crossings are always an adventure but after doing five in West Africa in quick succession I wasn't too worried about this one - neither of us needed visas so there was nothing more than a few forms and a couple of questions about where we were staying and why the heck we wanted to come to Haiti if not on a mission trip. Everybody was very nice and we dressed in our fake football jerseys for the occasion - me in Arsenal and Seb in Brazil - which always leads to much hilarity with people yelling out player names and assuming that we are Brazilian, or English. Immigration on both sides was all over fairly quickly but there were a lot of trucks crossing at the same time, hence lots of customs checks, which meant we had to wait in our tourist bus for about 2 hours as we crawled between the two immigration posts (about 1km apart).

Seb & I crossing the land border from Dominican Republic to Haiti

The border crossing near Jimani is really quite scenic but a little chaotic at the same time. The road is well paved on the Dominican side but Jimani is a forgettable little place and like most border towns does a big trade in money changing and cheap food stalls. The Haitian side is on the southern shore of Lake Azuei which is stunning but the road deteriorates in the no-mans-land to a graveled pot-holed mess. There appeared to be some work going on to improve the road but I wouldn't have thought the state was due to the 2010 earthquake.

After about three hours in the border crossing segment of the trip the bus finally set out for Port-au-Prince at about 5pm and it took the best part of three hours to travel the remaining 60km to the bus terminal in Petion-Ville, a relatively nice suburb of Port-au-Prince in the hills overlooking the city. There are some nice places to stay in Petion-Ville within walking distance of the bus terminal, including the very nice Best Western, but I had reserved a room at the Palm Inn Hotel in a suburb called Delmas, not far from the airport since we'd be flying out of PAP in two days.

PALM INN HOTEL
Our taxi driver had no idea where the Palm Inn Hotel was so we had a difficult time a) agreeing on the price before we left because he didn't understand how far he'd have to drive and b) finding the place quickly. Taxi's are not cheap in Port-au-Prince, the motorcycle taxi's were not an option with Seb and luggage and the buses are a hot mess, plus it was dark and we were both hungry. I don't like putting too much faith in Google Maps but mercifully on this occasion (and surprising for a place like Haiti) the location was pretty accurate but the driver complained the whole way about how far it was and that the 600 gourde price we agreed wasn't enough. I had to tell him I wouldn't tip him if he kept harping on about it and that seemed to help. I gave him something like 750 gourde (USD$17) because by the end of the trip he was pretty jovial and could do with some lucky money.

The Palm Inn Hotel

The pool and restaurant at the Palm Inn Hotel

The hotel was great and for USD$80 a night we got a huge room with breakfast included and plenty of cheap local beer at the restaurant beside the pool. There were frequent power outages but never for very long (unlike Freetown, Sierra Leone where the power would be out for hours at a time). Better still they take Visa and Mastercard so I was able to save some of my ever dwindling supply of cash for another day. The surrounding area is uninteresting and there was nothing to see within walking distance so to explore the city we tried taking a local bus.

THE HAITIAN GOURDE
The local gourde is a neat currency but can be confusing because of its relationship to the US dollar and the existence of the invisible Haitian dollar. The gourde has a similar exchange rate as the Dominican peso (about 44 Gourde to the US dollar) which makes things relatively straightforward between the two countries on Hispaniola. However, in the late 19th century the gourde was pegged to the French franc at 5 francs to 1 gourde but when that relationship deteriorated it was pegged to the US dollar at a value of 5 gourdes to one dollar - that relationship ended in 1989 and the currency now floats but the notion of a "Haitian dollar" (5 gourdes) still persists today. US dollars are widely used in Haiti so the confusion is around whether locals are quoting prices in US or Haitian dollars. In most hotels the currency in the US dollar but in markets and on local transport the term dollar refers to the Haitian dollar. The best example of this was when Seb and I caught a local bus across the city for 3 dollars (15 gourde or about 40c) - it's pretty cool because there is no such thing as a Haitian dollar but people refer to them all the time. Typically, the quality of the paper money ranges from 'hot off the printing press new' to 'severely worn, torn, faded and probably harboring bacteria' old, but always fun to collect.

PORT-AU-PRINCE
The city's layout is similar to that of an amphitheatre with commercial districts near the water and residential neighborhoods on the hills above. The population is difficult to determine because of the rapid growth of slums in the hillsides above the city, but recent estimates place the metropolitan population at around 3.7 million, nearly half of the country's national population. Port-au-Prince was catastrophically damaged by an earthquake on January 12, 2010, with many buildings either damaged or completely destroyed, including the Presidential Palace, and a death toll estimated at 230,000 with even more unaccounted for.

There is a saying that has recently emerged here that goes something like; "Beyond the mountains are mountains" which alludes to the natural mountains surrounding the city that are often obscured by piles of debris, garbage and temporary shelters. Port-au-Prince is a real mess and there is a lot of work still to be done to restore the city to anything like its former glory. There are still some interesting sites that can be explored on foot but negotiating between them takes a lot of patience. We checked out the Champ de Mars, the ruins of the Presidential Palace (which are walled off), the ruins of Notre Dame and many interesting statues but by far the most interesting was the Marche de Fer - the Iron Market.

Le Negre Marron - the Unknown Slave

The ruins of the National Palace (behind the fence)

Notre Dame Cathedral ruins, surrounded by a few remaining tents

IRON MARKET
The Iron Market was prefabricated in France in the early 20th century and was originally intended to be a train station in Cairo but the plan fell through. The story goes that the then Haitian President, Florvil Hyppolite, was in France and decided he wanted the building as a market in Port-au-Prince, complete with clock tower and four minarets so he had it shipped here. This was one of the first commercial buildings restored after the 2010 earthquake and is an important economic hub for the city. It was the highlight of the city for me because of it's madness and unpredictability. Inside the market you can find cheap household goods, voodoo paraphernalia, potions, statues, hawksbill turtles, kittens, beer, musical instruments and all manner of useless crap.

The Iron Market - highlight of Port-au-Prince

Seb and I wandered through for about an hour and we picked up a few of the aforementioned items (mostly beer and other crap) but it was nice to talk to some of the vendors and ask them about how there lives had improved or not in the years following the earthquake. Individually almost everyone agreed that there was still much work to be done to get Port-au-Prince, and Haiti, up and running again but collectively I don't think the people here know exactly how it can and should be done.

Seb with one of his fan club guiding him through the streets

We flew out of PAP bound for Providenciales in the Turks & Caicos. It was a beautiful day for flying and I took a few decent photos of the scenery in and around Port-au-Prince.

Looking East towards the Dominican Republic

Port-au-Prince bay and the city.

HAITI QUICK GUIDE
Capital: Port-au-Prince
Currency: Gourde (USD$1 = 44HTG)
Language: French, Creole
Drives on the Right
Beer of choice: Prestige (also my pick for the best beer in the Caribbean!)

Dominican Republic

CARIBBEAN IN MAY
The May segment of my trip starts in the Dominican Republic with my five year old son Sebastian and will end when I get to my final Caribbean country, The Bahamas, to meet up with Sara and seven year old Lily.

We caught a ridiculously early flight from DFW to MIA followed by a four hour layover before catching our flight to Santo Domingo (SDQ). It was the only way I could use my AA points but it would have been nicer to have a few more hours sleep. Seb slept most of the way so he was well rested when we arrived in the Dominican Republic, but I was a little sleepy.

We didn't need visas for any of the countries on this trip but there is a mandatory Tourist Card to purchase at the airport in Santo Domingo (US$10) before you're allowed to pass through to immigration. There weren't a lot of tourists on our flight so it didn't take long to complete arrival formalities and find the Hertz desk just past customs. We rented a Fiat Panda for three days, without GPS but with automatic transmission, and headed towards the city in pouring rain with standing water everywhere. A wrong turn took me off the freeway and into the downtown area and because of the rain, flooding and traffic it took an hour to get back on. I made the mistake of trusting Google maps with my route and it ended up taking me through a winding road that eventually deteriorated to the point that I had to turn back and try another route - another hour plus wasted. The rain persisted almost the whole drive but when we finally made it to Cabarete after six hours all was forgotten when we arrived at the beautiful Millennium Beach Resort (booked on hotels.com for USD$100).

Millennium Beach Resort & Spa

Cabarete Beach

The resort has an infinity pool overlooking Cabarete Beach where kite boarding is immensely popular. The beach itself is very nice but because of all the kite boarders there are only a few places roped off for swimmers. Cabarete is a windy place and it rained hard every day, but never for very long. Most of the time it was sunny and warm but the fast moving clouds made it difficult to predict when the downpours were about to come.

Cabarete ticks a lot of boxes for the perfect place to spend a few days - great beach, lots of inexpensive restaurants on the beach, decent shopping, a reliable ATM with a security guard, a liquor store, interesting caves and waterfalls nearby, not too many tourists (although this wasn't peak season) and a really relaxed atmosphere. One of the few frustrating things was the maximum withdrawal amount from the ATM (RD$2,500 or about USD$60). I found myself at the ATM everyday trying to make sure I have enough currency to keep us afloat.

We took a different, much quicker, route back to Santo Domingo through Nagua and south through the toll road (about USD$10) only taking about 4 hours including some messing around close to the airport where the signs don't make it obvious where the turnoff it located. We had one night at the Hilton on the Malecon near the old colonial city center but the rain and flooding meant that we didn't get much time to explore the Zona Colonial UNESCO World Heritage Site but we did see the first cathedral in the Americas - La Catedral Primada de America.

The view of Santo Domingo from our room at the Hilton

La Catedral Primada de America

We caught a bus to Haiti the following morning. Caribe Tours runs a luxury bus between Santo Domingo and Petion-Ville, a suburb of Port-au-Prince. The price is somewhat confusing because there are three different parts to it - the bus ticket costs USD$41 ($20 for kids), there is a tax of USD$20 per person, then another tax of RD$200 per person which no-one seems to know what for but everyone pays. I think it relates to some kind of border charge but I couldn't get a straight answer from anyone.

The bus is perfect because it has a toilet (always a plus), shows bad American movies overdubbed in Spanish and serves lunch and drinks. The scenery on the route is interesting, especially close to the border where the road winds around Lake Enriquillo, which is the largest lake and lowest point in the Caribbean (27 meters below sea level) and the lowest point on any ocean island. There are few towns so there is little pollution which makes the scenery that much more impressive.  It was a long trip though - about five hours to get to the border, three hours to cross the border because of the huge customs line on the Haitian side and another three hours to get to the bus depot in Haiti.

I was impressed with the Dominican Republic - it was relatively easy to get around, I had no issues with the rental car or finding gas stations and the countryside is fantastic. Santo Domingo has so much to offer for history buffs as the Columbus brothers spent a lot of time here and Bartholomew Columbus is credited with founding the site in 1496. The beaches and resorts are top notch and then there's the rum and cigars. I don't like to call favorites but Republica Dominicana exceeded my expectations and is one of the few places that I would definitely want to return to.

DOMINICAN REPUBLIC QUICK GUIDE
Capital: Santo Domingo
Currency: Dominican Peso (USD$1 = RD$42)
Language: Spanish
Drives on the Right
Beer of choice: Presidente

Grand Case, St Martin

The last stop in the Caribbean leg is the French/Dutch island of St Martin/Sint Maarten for beach time and very little else. There are no volcanoes to climb, there will be no rental car; just a lot of swimming, eating and relaxing.

A BRIEF HISTORY
St Martin/Sint Maarten, also known as SXM, is one of those travel oddities - one island, made up of two nations, using three currencies. The island was sighted by Columbus on his second voyage but because of the salt ponds he didn't rate it highly, besides he was headed north for Hispaniola (Dominican Republic/Haiti). Even though the island was claimed in the name of Spain it was never settled by them, instead the Dutch and French competed for colonization rights and in 1648 the Treaty of Condordia decreed that the island be split between the two nations. The story behind how the island was split is an interesting if slightly whimsical one. Two men, one French, one Dutch began with their backs to each other on one coast of the island. The Frenchman took wine as his refreshment for the journey, the Dutchman gin. They walked in opposite directions around the circumference of the island and when the two met face to face the Frenchman, thanks to his fine wine, had covered far more distance which explains why France has around 5/8 of the island, and the Kingdom of Netherlands the remaining 3/8. The Dutch claim it had nothing to do with the wine or the dodgy gin but insisted the Frenchman broke the rules of the agreement by running instead of walking. This is the only place on Earth where France and the Netherlands share a border.

The Dutch side is strewn with casinos, clubs, huge beach resorts, Maho Beach at the end of the airport runway and the islands main cruise ship terminal in Philipsburg. The French side appears to be a little quieter and known more for beaches, food and shopping. For both, the economy revolves around tourism which means it's an easy place to get around and an easy place to get ripped off too.

MAHO BEACH
The short runway at Princess Juliana International Airport, and its position between a set of hills and a beautiful beach make plane-watching a must see. We walked with all of our bags from the airport to a hotel next to the beach and left of luggage in a storage room so we could have breakfast at the Sunset Bar at the far end of Mayo Beach. I promised Sara we would catch a taxi but the only driver I asked wanted US$4 each for a ride which would have lasted about a minute. It was fine and sunny but not too hot so walking was fairly comfortable but within a few minutes of ordering breakfast the heavens opened up and it rained heavily. We stayed and watched the planes land as we ate breakfast but didn't fancy a swim.

Landing over Maho Beach, Sint Maarten
The sunset bar is at the end of the beach

Lily at Maho Beach

Lily & Seb at the Sunset Bar

The taxi around to the French side, past the capital Marigot, to our hotel in Grand Case cost US$40. The driver said we could pay $40 or 40 Euros but because I didn't have enough US dollars I asked him to stop at an ATM, which he graciously did, so I could withdraw money. Over the next few days we found that although prices were advertised in Euros, paying the same in US dollars was often an option. I'd read that most people who live on the island are not born there, so starting with the taxi driver I conducted my own social experiment. Over the next three days, none of the 20+ people I asked were born here, most from France and the remainder from other Caribbean islands.

Grand Case, a tiny town on the French side of the island, is not much more than a beach, a mile long main street dubbed restaurant row and an airport surrounded by a large salt pond. The eating options are fantastic, ranging from sophisticated French cuisine to less sophisticated French cuisine - we started our stay with traditional French and ended with pizza on the last night. The crescent beach faces Anguilla, the waters are very calm but it gets deep very quickly which makes it an ideal spot for visitors to park their boats.

Grand Case Beach

Sunset at Grand Case

When Seb and I came to the island last year we stayed five nights on the Dutch side in Philipsburg and only two on the French side at a little boutique hotel called Love. This trip we decided to stay at Love again, this time in a new additional they called the Love Residences - right on the beach and in the heart of restaurant row as well. The room was huge - a mezzanine floor upstairs with a bathroom and queen bed and a queen bed and private balcony downstairs. As only the French can do, the decor was minimalist - the interior was painted white and there were no pictures or decorations on the wall.  Love also has a bar and Tapas restaurant overlooking the beach so we could sit in the shade while the kids swam in the sea. Seb and Lily both befriended the hottest topless woman (from Finland) at the beach and I made sure I wore my sunglasses at all times (to prevent wrinkles).

The new addition to Love - the Residences

Room 19 at the Love Residences

The view from the bar at Love

And the view of the bar

After St Martin/Sint Maarten we have a few days back home before heading off to meet my brother at Heathrow for the next segment.

ST MARTIN/SINT MAARTEN QUICK GUIDE
Capital: Marigot/Philipsburg
Currency: Euro/US Dollar/Netherland Antilles Guilder
Language: French/British English
Drive on the Right
Beer of choice: Presidente