George Town is a nice town, it once was rich probably from rice growing, big pleasant elderly houses fill the town centre. Now there is heavy industry on the outskirts, the smell of the paper mill fills the air in the otherwise very nice marina.
We sail away into clouds of flies everywhere, we are told they are Love Bugs, they appear every May and only have 24 hours in their short life. For bugs that have a lot to do in a short time they seem to sit around a lot, he are a few on Vince and the back of the boat.
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