Time to jump in the car and see what Martinique looks like beyond Fort de France. We were exited to visit St Pierre, a town with a very violent history. In 1902, the then 30 000 town was completely destroyed after a volcanic eruption from Mount Pelée.
Driving in Martinique is exceptionally easy compared to the other countries we have visited so far. Driving on the right, road signs and real high ways, so for the first time in four months we have passed 70 km/h! It was actually quite scary…I asked B if it was weird being on the right side, but he said it felt just natural.
In St Pierre we started by visiting the museum. Interesting!
Some one was caught by surprise during supper…
Then we went on a tour of the town, which was a quick walk. Too bad for St Pierre the main road leads right through the village, causing quite some traffic.
You cold see the traces of the eruption every where, versus the newly built. Very pretty town!
Then we saw a butcher – and decided to get some Le Boeuf. He decided on 330 g steaks –we didn’t complain.
No chicken, please
Now it was time to visit the infamous volcano Mount Pelée. We drove up a winding road, not unlike in Tobago or Grenada, meaning no paint and just wide enough for two cars. All of a sudden we meet a car - face-to-face - and realize that B is driving on the left. The French guy in the other car used a lot of body language to let us know we were idiots. I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time.
Mount Pelée – posing to the sound of sleeping children in the car
There was a coffee shop at the start of the hiking trail (of course)
Some people got ready to hike – only French people would bring baguettes on hiking???
One of the wonderful things about being up in the mountains was the temperature, as opposed to about 33 in Fort de France.
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh….first goose bumps after leaving home
Then we headed back to the capital through the rain forest and nice surroundings.
A road sign! In readable size!
France with palm trees!
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