Yesterday
Walked too much. Today I have to pay for it. Literally and figuratively. The muscle pain is unbearable. And my knees also seem arthritic. I really have to learn to give my body the dose of exercise it can handle. Not twenty times as much. Damn, I look like Baden Powell. Who, by the way, has aged nicely with all that exercise. Especially the long walk downhill has left its mark. I can no longer walk down a flight of stairs without screaming muscles in my legs. It's embarrassing. I look like a grandfather, groaning and groaning as I hold on to the railing down the stairs. Fortunately, I am also a grandfather. Fortunately, Mark also has a little trouble. But he's actually a mountain goat. It apparently runs up and down everywhere effortlessly.
This morning we picked up the Jakobs ladder climbing certificate at the local museum. A historical museum of the island. Nice to read all that information. It was also from the Netherlands for a while. At least, we defeated the English here once but never occupied the island. Good thing, too. It will cost a lot of money to keep this problem in the South Atlantic infrastructure going. There is also a bronze cannon from the ship Witte Leeuw in the museum. The Witte Leeuw is a VOC ship that was chased to the cellar here on site by a Portuguese Karrak. I claimed the cannon as our rightful property, but they were a bit joking about that. Apparently there is also one in the Rijks and there are two others, all from the Witte Leeuw. Beautiful to see. The boys with the VOC mentality, our strong entrepreneurs praised by the CDA.
After some shopping and a short lunch we also went on an Island Tour with Tara and Steve. It's a rough place. Beautiful scenery. Unfortunately we had already seen some things yesterday; the island is not very big. Also saw Jonathan again. The tortoise. Pronounce; tortes. He was still eating grass. And while he's gasping for air, it turns out he's blind. Didn't see it yesterday...
Also viewed the Donkey sanctuary. It seems that they are very well taken care of on this island. I commented that it's because these donkeys sound like Eddie Murphey. It was not well understood. Apparently people here are not as fond of children's animated films as I am. We also passed by Prince Andrew High school. A bit of a loaded name for a school with all adolescents if you ask me. But no one asked me anything. Joking about it didn't seem appropriate either. Had to bite my tongue quite hard. The English, very proud of their Royal Family. Haven't seen much evidence yet that there is a King on the throne now. They probably still miss Elisabeth. Who, by the way, has also visited here. Just like Andrew (uch), Ann, Margaret and Philip. They still talk about it.
After a long time, another seagoing vessel has arrived with fresh supplies. Many items were no longer on the shelves. Milk, Cheese, Chocolate, fruit, Onions, etc, sold out.
It looks like a fallen socialist state here. Now all the shelves are filling again and people are queuing at the cash registers. Everything will be gone again tomorrow. We also have to do some shopping, but let the islanders go first. Everyone knows everyone here, so if you push in front you might get some strange looks. We will probably use canned goods earlier and a little more after departure. No problem.
Now let's do a little errand again.
Greetings Ton and Mark
