The cemetry was full of people standing chatting, catching up - definitely a good time to find someone you wanted to see, especially if you happened to know where their family grave was! Definitely not a good time for quiet reflection and meditation... Such is the "commercial" aspect of the celebration, that they even had people at the gates selling various snacks and things.
I forgot to mention that one of the people at work in the cemetry this week was a man known as "Mafia"! Honestly! Apparently he is a force to be reckoned with, taking the best jobs and the best part of the money too...!
Today we had a great time at the Maison de Paix, but were very sorry to be saying goodbye to our Texan missionaries who return to the Lone Star State on Tuesday for their retirement after a wonderful 35 years service here. What will I do without our weekly chats and cuppas, as well as all the encouragement and cultural insight they provided? Kindly, they have left me a mug, something I have been short of here! There was a lovely meal of columbo made with cabri (goat) and so many cakes to choose from!
Whilst there I had an interesting chat with a lady who works as a guide around the cultural places of interest in Pointe a Pitre, including the cemetry. She explained that in the past they had three parts to a cemetry - slaves, masters, and freedmen. The PaP cemetry even had separate sections for those who committed suicide and those killed in the hurricane of 1928. Bodies used to be buried in churches, but Napoleon did away with this for reasons of hygiene and ordered that all cemetries be a certain distance from the town centre. We asked why they were by the sea, and she suggested it was due to the soft sand easy to dig up.
The girls have gone back in the paddling pool and are shrieking their heads off. We are somewhat pleased to read of Hamilton's narrow victory today. Oh, and did you happen to see the Spurs v Liverpool score yesterday..?! Stop those two point jokes right now!