Galley Wench Tales

Exploring the world through the people we meet
and the food they eat.

This fellow was fearless, and not at all shy.

(Retrospective – we are now in Antigua, 3 Caribbean island countries North of Martinique) 
This little guy hopped aboard as we were pulling anchor in Fort Du France, the capital city of Martinique.    
He’s just a foot or two from Wayne’s face,
as he perches on our dinghy, which is
hoisted from our davits for passage sailing
Here he’s on our safety line.

“Make yourself feel right at home,” I said, mostly because he already did!  We took an extra 10 minutes to leave and forgot to pull our side ladder up, we were so amused by this guy’s antics.
He hopped on our settee (think couch)….I did not get the photo
of him hopping into the galley sink and pulling on our fawcett!
When he did finally depart, he landed on another boat. We’re sure he was resuming his routine for a fresh audience.