St. Georges Harbour, Bermuda
|Meredith is just above the a in above.|
Here we sit waiting for sufficiently strong winds to be able to sail out of Bermuda. After five days we have had all the Bermuda we can handle.
So what is the scoop?
|Connie engages in the national sport: shopping|
|British Heritage is Ubiquitious|
Well, this is a beautiful island country. Measuring only 20 or so miles long and 15 wide and consisting of 180 islands it is not terribly imposing. What there is is unparalleled.
It is clean, civilized, its people friendly well dressed and well fed, the houses well kept, the transportation system efficient and very inexpensive. The government runs well and society seems well integrated and at peace.
|This Ship is Moored in Downtown Hamilton|
And that my friends is what is wrong: this is an island which makes its living on tourism and banking. Especially banking. Basically the locals make a decent living working restaurants, hotels and shops. The new people as they are called make their fortunes banking.
So this almost a paradise has all the charm of a banking nation. Clean, precise, ordered.
What's the point?
Diesel is $1.90 a litre at the cheap station, $2.17 at the dear one. Food is maybe 25% more expensive than back home but not on everything. Liquor is dear by any comparison except Canada. Restaurant meals cannot be afforded by middle class people (two eggs and bacon, no sides $7 at the greasy spoon).
Make no mistake we would like to live here when we are old and retired. It seems a perfect place.
Need I say more?