Antigua
Wednesday 24 th February, Deep Bay, Antigua. We survived quarantine! And were released! And have been being tourists! And I really feel like I'm on holiday – I know, it's a sort of permanent holiday, but we're anchored in this lovely bay with a gorgeous strip of beach, a fancy resort with over-water bungalows, a smattering of very nice houses (including Georgio Armani's) on the hill and I'm just really feeling the Caribbean holiday vibe. There's even a ruined fort on the hill to explore. So we hunkered down and did our time in quarantine. Everything got cleaned to within an inch of its life, even the hard to reach bits. Anything that was broken got fixed. Karl's hair got dyed. The cookbooks came out (we were down to canned goods). Karl played some guitar. I tried to do some drawing. We came to recognise the regular walkers and runners along