You have to get up pretty early to get some of the freshest catch in Grenada.
Which is why Brian prodded me out of bed and onto the #1 bus at 7:30AM last Saturday, bound for the Fish Market in St. George’s, even though it was pouring rain.
We’ve grown used to the sudden, ten minute bursts of rain that happen frequently this time of year, but on this particular Saturday it went on for hours, and shoppers out and about in St. George’s gathered behind the gates of the fish market to take shelter. This turned out to be good for business for the fishmongers peddling tuna, mahi mahi, and red snapper, and provided us with some fun people watching; customers negotiating the price of fish, kids making up games to entertain themselves, and fishmongers scaling and gutting fish faster than I’ve seen anybody do it before.
Given our pathetic fishing skills (and the fact that we’re bound to a marina for the foreseeable future), we’re glad to have the market here for access to fresh fish on demand.