Kingstown
Kingstown, St
Vincent
For a day out we decided to take the
hour long ferry ride over to Kingstown. 35 EC about £8.50 return. We
did a swing round opposite the cruise ship
dock, ramp lowered and parked next to the
other ferries.
Kingstown
1947
The view we saw when we
arrived
Kingstown in the 1890's and a quite modern street now.
St. Mary's Roman
Catholic Cathedral of the Assumption; The unassuming little title of this amazing church built in 1823, damaged in 1875; repaired and enlarged in 1877, 1891, two wings added in 1930. Inside the startling exterior is a labyrinth of school, church and presbytery. Fountains, archways, courtyards are also to be found where brick, stone and tile combine quite well. The Cathedral was quite a surprise. From the 31st of January 1971 the church has served as a Co-Cathedral under Most. Rev. Bishop Anthony Dickson, Barbados. St. Vincent was split from Barbados on the 23rd of October 1989 and was established as an independent Diocese. Inside the
church was surprisingly fresh and modern. The lovely
passage.
The flowers
were well tended, the courtyard really lovely, the bell tower from inside the courtyard.
Every time we see a cana lily we think of Bear's dad. Other
pretties.
Opposite is the Anglican Church. Inside, again
quite a surprise and the amazing red
angel.
St.George’s Cathedral was dedicated in 1820, financed in part from the sale of lands taken from the Caribs. The nave, the lower stages of the tower and the galleried interior are of the Georgian period. The two Victorians transepts were added between 1880 and 1887. Ironically, under the chandelier is a large stone slab memorializing Major Leith, who allegedly duped and killed Carib Paramount Chief Chatoyer in 1795. This Anglican Cathedral has the only stained glass window in the world that portrays an angel dressed in red. The window was originally commissioned by Queen Victoria to be put in St. Paul's Cathedral in London, but was rejected because the angel was dressed in red robes. The window went to various churches around the world and ended up here in this church that seats about 300. Across the road was the Methodist Church. When Bear saw the windows he commented
do they keep the parishioners in, or the two lots over
the road out. The very nice stained glass windows.
In 1790 the Methodist missionaries purchased an old Roman Catholic Church and the congregation of many freed slaves helped to build the Methodist Church that stands here today. The church was dedicated in 1841. The belfry, a more recent addition, was erected in 1907. Berger Paints strike again. Taken from
St. Georges we saw this "Pink thing" Opposite in
blue. Rounding the graveyard we saw the pink thing in
its glory ???
Down the road we stopped to admire the
dental surgery. We hoped this was a spare chair in the corner of the comfortable and lavish waiting
room.
Fort Duvernette - first two photos - Alongside Young Island, this fort, built in 1800 is situated 195 feet above the sea and was originally intended to defend the anchorage at Calliaqua Bay. Transportation to the fort can be arranged with the ferry at the dock on Villa Beach. Fort Charlotte is on Berkshire Hill, just west of town, over 600 feet above the bay. Named after King George III’s wife, the fortification was constructed in 1806. In its heyday, it supported 600 troops and 34 guns. Some of the old barracks now house a museum with the colourful history of the Black Caribs depicted on its walls. The lively
market where we bought Bear a tuna for his tea for 75p.
The National
Insurance building is very smart. We saw a wide range of houses perched up steep hills including this ramshackle dwelling.
I must here tell of my chafe. We had
walked from the ferry to the centre of town, taxi to the Botanicals Gardens,
walked about a mile around them, by the end of that the tops of my legs were
starting to feel like two cheese graters rubbing together. We walked the mile
back into town and by the time I had reached the Catholic Cathedral, I rolled my
dress up to check for blood. We have seen many, many women walking along in
"Long Johns" - sticking out below skirts and dresses, I had assumed it was a
fashion - penny dropped - I needed a pair urgently. Off we trotted to KFC for
some happy food and as many refills of drinks as we wanted for us to get our
strength up. Then straight to one of the many Chinese Emporiums for a dig around
in the drawers. A young lady helped me dig and couldn't stop laughing because no
sooner the till draw had snapped shut, I was at the back of the shop applying my
new purchase - all of £3.25. She thought it was hysterical that in England Long
Johns are worn for warmth, she only knows them as chafe lowerers. Well here I am
sitting in the ferry port modeling them awaiting our
ride home. Oh the miracle, could have gone miles more. So pleased was I, I sat
in the terminal and thoroughly got in to the cricket showing on a scruffy TV
strapped high on the wall. Parkistan verses the West Indies, much quicker play
than I have ever seen before, dare I say I quite enjoyed it and understood a bit
of it.
Timed it just right, the rain began to fall on the city as we pulled away. Some
"parsey pads" on the promontory
at the end of the bay.
The airport runway -
centre
Pulling away on
the 16:00. Skipper settled in the sunshine. A sister
ferry coming the other way
The other ferry
company. We had seen them this morning, along with dolphins, same format,
very loud music, carnival atmosphere and everyone on board dancing. Customs
trotting along behind.
We swung into Admiralty Bay and there
was Beez Neez welcoming us. Parking at the
quayside.
ALL IN ALL AN
INTERESTING TOWN - BUSTLING, BUSY WITH A
PURPOSE
|