GTW to St John's
 
                Beez Neez now Chy Whella
                  Big Bear and Pepe Millard
                  
Sat  2 Jun 2018 22:57
                  
                | Gatwick to Jolly Harbour, St 
John's, Antigua    We were very comfy in our Gatwick 
digs but the time difference had us awake at three this morning. An easy stroll 
to Virgin check-in, excited to be flying to Antigua on the ten thirty, eight 
hour flight. Bear loved the name of our plane – Daydream Believer, very appropriate for what we hope to 
achieve on our two week ‘holiday’, more on that later.    Soon in the 
air and up above the clouds, not bad food and 
good films.    Bear kept an eye on the map and  there in the mist finally, the Caribbean 
Sea, a couple of years earlier than planned.      A few minutes later, the beautiful 
blue and some coral 
reefs.    A first for us was landing at St John’s as we have only ever been here on Beez 
Neez. Loads of planes landed at the same time so the queue for Immigration was 
five zig-zags long. An hour and ten minutes and we were stamped in. The queue 
behind us filled to brimming and the five zig-zags were chocker. Lennox met us 
and as he had others coming in, he handed us over to his friend. Ten minutes 
later we saw Jack’s Hill for the first time in eight 
years.    Twenty minutes later we arrived at 
Sleeping Indian Retreat, Villa 234D Jolly Harbour, St 
John’s. In the front door, welcomed by Kathy of TT and a long awaited view of 
the Sleeping Indian Hill through the patio 
doors.    Upstairs to settle 
Beds and empty a case in the second bedroom, 
quick cuppa and out for supplies.  Case in hand for supermarket 
shopping, we could not resist turning right at the end of the cul-de-sac. 
We will just check that the 
beach is still there and get some sand between our 
toes.      Looking left at 
Lignum Vitae Bay and looking right. Now for 
the ten minute bimble to the shops.    En route to the shops a sunbird stopped what he was doing to ‘welcome’ 
us.  Shopping put away, did look a bit 
weird to the locals as we had used a suitcase (they do not give out plastic bags 
at the supermarket anymore). That done, we walked to the end of the fifty foot 
dock and looked right toward the far end of the 
channel, turning right would be to the marina.  Upstairs with a cup of tea to take a 
proper look at Sleeping Indian Hill. We are now five 
hours behind UK time but our bodies remain in Malaysian time, twelve hours 
ahead. Oh my, we are so tired and managed to get to half past eight and that was 
that. Night, Night.........  ALL IN ALL THRILLED TO BE 
BACK IN JOLLY HARBOUR                       
VERY 
EXCITING |