Showing posts with label black sand beach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black sand beach. Show all posts

Thursday, June 20, 2013

And the next day...

June 17

Today was a true, true treasure. Its the Queen's Birthday, an official British holiday, and we were invited by our very first Saint Helenian friend, Colin, to a braai (cook-out) with his extended family/friends at Sandy Bay, the black sand beach in the crater of an extinct volcano at the south end of the island.

A fire was built and 8 or 9 kinds of meat (blood sausage among them and, yes really, I tried it) accompanied a variety of salads, followed by a “sweet” course (pineapples, fruit crumbles/cobblers served with custard made on site). And just when we thought the eating was over, there was tea and dessert. Always tea.

Nothing like a braai with an ancient fortification as a backdrop. 

The rain held off and we had a wonderful day exchanging stories and learning about each other. I was asked "why are Americans so concerned with having semi-automatic weapons?" Hmm...good question.

One of the families at the braai is actually from Tristan da Cunha, the most remote part of this Overseas Territory with a population of 280 and located sort of between the Falklands and Cape Town.

Tomorrow more laundry and into town to get to the Arts and Crafts Centre!