Tilley and Lottie resting after a hard day.
We have had a frustrating time this week organising the release of our container. Customs here are the same as they are the world over; difficult, arrogant, bossy, powerful and have the upper hand at all times. We need our stuff discharged and to pay as little duty as we can and they want to make life as awkward and expensive as they can- C’est la vie! The container should have been hauled up to Marigot today but there is a problem getting it released from the dock. A ploy that is used to get extra money from people as container space on the dock is charged at a daily rate. That is life here I guess, everyone wants a bite of the cherry. When it comes we have to drag everything out for customs to examine and then store it in another container or our house or in Mama Sheila’s house. It sounds like a logistical nightmare but I am sure we will get there in the end.
The house build itself is going well. The big problem is still the same - no windows! He didn’t bring any last week nor this week and we can’t get hold of him. The construction of the pool is taking shape. It is a painstaking effort to get the oval shape exactly right and Kenrick and his team are making a fantastic job of it. We have also come up trumps with the tiler, Wynn, who has an eye for detail and is something of a perfectionist. Fitted wardrobes have been made in both spare rooms and they are starting on the walk-in wardrobe in our room. The top floor has floorboards apart from our room, which will be done next week.
It has been a quiet week, socially, just the daily sundowners at Chateau Mygo. A good thing too as it will start to get busy leading up to Christmas, especially as a lot of the winter time-sharers are starting to arrive. We have already been asked to be part of a joint Christmas party next Saturday, so Mum get your dancing shoes packed!
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