Pusser's has several locations on the island. This is the one with the most outdoor seating and though it is not memorable, it is fun to look at the boats and even more fun to wander through the shops. All the buildings are painted in bright Carribean colors- see a hit of the purple shutters- and there is a good small grocery store. Nice to have a toilette with a view.
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Nothing like sitting in the hot sun trying to stay hydrated while listening to the waves breaking on the beach to make me heed nature's call even more frequently than normal.
Nice beach. A bit crowded, but everyone was focused on the water rather than what I was doing behind the trees.
No one is going to bother you in this stall. Rather inelegant for one of the best appointed and most delicious restaurants on the island.
Think this shot gives a better idea of the kind of vessel the Willy T is. An ingenious way to handle the paper towel dispensing though it is a bit fragile. I found out later that the staff works on a 4 days on, 4 days off schedule and has to live on the boat while on. And that they share their quarters with some sea worthy rats. Don't let that put you off. I have never seen one on deck.
The Willy T is actually a clunker of an old boat that is permenantly moored in the waters off Norman Island where we love to go to snorkle. We made a pass for lunch on the 12th and the boat was packed with revelers and the music was blaring. This day we were the only one's on board and totally enjoyed the suprisingly good fare and the conviviality of the owner and staff.
To my mind, fresh flowers make any bathroom special. Even more so a well used one on the beach. Don't tell anyone that I washed my feet in the sink and it had just been cleaned. I did make sure to rinse it out completely.
Do you think this stall has sufferd multiple break ins or could the carpenter just not decide where to put the closure?
This later entry from the trip which included "a fabulous butt-kicking high-altitude Himalayan hike" probably happened while I was slogging around New York in the rain. Poor me!
On the way to the house from the airport we asked our driver where the best roti on the island could be found. I had heard it was at Struggling Man's Place- don't you love that name! No, this was supposed to be it. Can't say I agree, but the experience of talking with the solo proprietress of 35 years of this hole in the wall was well worth the mediocre rotis. And the bathroom was like none other I have been in there. It gave punk funk a new meaning. It did have toilet paper and was not actually all that dirty. Just old like its owner, but trying to keep pace.