Driving into Marigot, the capital on the French side of the island, we walked around the street
markets. Alan enjoyed a French baguette sandwich, while my lunch consisted of a couple of coconut macaroons from one of the many French bakeries/restaurants on the waterfront. Strings of vendors were selling hats, dresses and a wide assortment of crafts. Luckily, the vendors and restaurant personnel we dealt with spoke English, my high school French is more than rusty now, and basically useless.
Discovered and claimed for the Spanish in 1493 by Christopher Columbus, the island had already been settled by the Arawak indigenous peoples of South America. The island changed hands and endured multiple battles between the Spanish, Arawak, Dutch, French, and British until 1816 when Dutch and French zones were established.
After exploring a few different beach options, we drove to Orient Beach. Snorkeling was not an option here, but we hung out on the beach and relaxed for a few hours, and then headed back to the ship. We were trying to locate a "perfect" beach we had visited many years ago, but either our memories were incorrect or construction had eliminated the place. In any event, still a pleasant day, and now time for our return to Puerto Rico.
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