Petite Martinique

The Petite Martinique trip finally happened.  The date for the trip kept getting moved around for various reasons, but now, on Easter Holiday, it finally happened. We left Wednesday morning from St. Georges on the Osprey, a high-speed ferry, that provides transportation between Grenada, Carriacou, and Petite Martinique.

 Petite Martinique is the smallest of the three islands belonging to Grenada.   It is home to less than 1,000 people and is around 500 square acres.  It has one gas station, one police station, one ancient-looking fire truck, a few shops, a few cars and golf carts and one elementary school (once the children reach secondary/high school age they need to commute to Carricou).  And that's basically it. 

This is the Osprey.  It takes about 2.5 hours to go from Grenada to Petite Martinique, including the stop in Carriacou.

On the way we saw lots of flying fish.  They never cease to amaze me!  According to some a whale was even spotted, but unfortunately I didn't get to see it. :(

Flying Fish
http://journalweek.com/interesting-facts-about-fishes/

Unfortunately, we had to switch boats in Carriacou.  We switched to a much, much smaller boat, probably because of the small amount of people that usually go to Petite Martinique.

This is the inside of the very-small-boat.

Slightly windblown after the high speed boat ride 

The view from my veranda at Melodies Guest House

When we arrived we took our things to our room and got stuff situated and soon it was time to split up into groups to pray and hand out invitations to a crusade in the evening and Bible school for kids the next day.  There's only one main road in P.M., but it does have a few short roads that shoot off from it.  After getting slightly wet walking around to hand the invitations out, we came back and a group of us girls worked on cutting things out for the kids' craft the next day. 

Soon it was time for supper and then we headed off to crusade.  We sang for awhile beside the local bar, where they turned down the music to hear us.  A number of us girls were asked to give testimonies in between the songs and then a few of the guys preached short sermons.  The rest of the evening was spent getting snack for the kids ready for the next day, liming on the jetty by the sea, or playing rook.

Thursday morning dawned bright and sunshiny - praise God!  The Bible school for the kids was held outside by the local school.  The kids were split up into four groups and there were four stations that they rotated around to after they had come together for singing and the Bible story skit.  I helped with the craft station.  The other stations were lesson reinforcement, snack, and games. 

 

After the Bible School was over, it was time to head back to the guest house, eat lunch and pack up for the boat ride back to Grenada.  We reached the dock half an hour ahead of schedule and then had to wait quite awhile while the boat, which had mechanical problems, was fixed.

Travis and I waiting for the boat
He got to come along because of his mom, Carmel

Rhonda, me, and Betty

After an uneventful boat-ride back home, it was good to see the welcome sight of the city of St. Georges again.

Home, Sweet Home