Karl & Kara Go Sailing

  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...

  Wednesday 3 rd February. St. John's Harbour, Antigua. In Quarantine! Yes indeedy, quarantined again. I think I'm a quarantine magnet, Karl probably shouldn't travel with me. This time around it was bad luck (unlike my trip to Australia when I was asking for it). We'd been trying to plan our tour of the islands to minimise PCR testing and quarantine time so we decided to make best use of being in a clean island to visit other clean islands before heading to the germy (French) islands and then accept quarantine to come back into the clean islands. So we decided to start in Antigua which would require a PCR but no quarantine coming from nice clean Grenada. Until we arrived to discover the regulations had changed due to a cluster in Antigua causing them to increase the strictness of their entry protocols. So, negative PCR or not, we're in quarantine. They were nice enough to count all our time from checking out of Grenada as contributing to quarantine so we start...