antigua . . .

Not my favorite place. The poverty is distressing. I felt intrusive. Guilty. The streets are filthy. The sidewalks full of holes. The people incredibly poor. Who am I to be so lucky in life? There is a feeling of resignation not found in St. Lucia. It frightens me.

Things started off well:

charming:

authentic:

and then as we are want to do, we wandered away from the tourist district.

and downtown to take some shots of people and found this woman:

and this one:

and finally, we left the 'exotic' Antigua:

and sadly, this is the best view of St. John's:

from the back deck. Leaving.