Grand Anse beach - our guest house is at the far end.
Short shorts.
When Ramm's watch and liver worked.
Aftermath of the mudslide (with lots of gravel in it)
Me me me, Ramm, Mosel, Fnick and Mark CAAAAAAAAAARN STRAYA!
The capital of Grenada - St George's - they paint their TARDISes red here.
Church sans roof courtesy of Hurrican Ivan
Engine oil and locals. Scary.
The Grenada mini carnival (one day) - the full carnival is in August.
Brush with fame - Symo ignoring his curfew.
Whining...
Grenada has more spices per square decibel than any other school in the league.
Main-Man-Max and not-so-main-man-Peter.
Walking to Seven Sisters waterfalls
Our stoned guide explaining the anatomy of the nutmeg thingo
Still walking to Seven Sisters waterfalls - abandoned the pluggers due to poor performance in muddy terrain.
The Seventh Sister with Fenwick and I
Max, our main man - sprucing up the photo
It wasn't actually boiling, but there were some orange rocks and the water tasted like soda water
Australian humour, genius.
Whitey the kiwi in casual attire
Mud slide, round deux
An otherwise perfectly good celebratory photo of myself with a random bloke, spoiled by Ramm.
Gimme a bus stop!
