Calabishie Welcomes Us
(from May 1996)
Calabishie was small. We might have driven past it if our passengers hadn't told us to stop.
A very short white woman greeted us. We had one of the two guest rooms, upstairs. The room had a small bathroom and beautiful 4 poster bed. The second floor porch looked out over the ocean.
The woman was Donna, a Canadian who came down to work in the big new hotel that was being built up the road. The owner was Teddy, a West Virginia woman who had come down years ago. She had married and divorced a Dominican. Both Teddy and Donna were very helpful, and excellent cooks.
We met Faustin, and his friend who was Donna's boyfriend. That night, we walked around the village. A man who ran the A+A, a bar and grocery store, fixed up chicken and "chips" -- not so unlike Harold's in Chicago. We bought a bottle of rum and a 2-ltr. Coke. An old drunk man, Abraham, snagged us and ate our food and told us about Dominica. (He wouldn't drink our brand of rum -- and proceeded to give us too much information as to why and what it did to him.)
We got quite a following at hte A+A and everyone followed us back to the bed and breakfast. They woke up everyone, and we drove people home.
Calabishie was small. We might have driven past it if our passengers hadn't told us to stop.
A very short white woman greeted us. We had one of the two guest rooms, upstairs. The room had a small bathroom and beautiful 4 poster bed. The second floor porch looked out over the ocean.
The woman was Donna, a Canadian who came down to work in the big new hotel that was being built up the road. The owner was Teddy, a West Virginia woman who had come down years ago. She had married and divorced a Dominican. Both Teddy and Donna were very helpful, and excellent cooks.
We met Faustin, and his friend who was Donna's boyfriend. That night, we walked around the village. A man who ran the A+A, a bar and grocery store, fixed up chicken and "chips" -- not so unlike Harold's in Chicago. We bought a bottle of rum and a 2-ltr. Coke. An old drunk man, Abraham, snagged us and ate our food and told us about Dominica. (He wouldn't drink our brand of rum -- and proceeded to give us too much information as to why and what it did to him.)
We got quite a following at hte A+A and everyone followed us back to the bed and breakfast. They woke up everyone, and we drove people home.