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| Proudly flying
the Union Jack on our way to France |
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| The Pointe du
Diamant is the rock Joe told us to head for |
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| At Les Anses
d'Arlet, we enjoyed another splendid sunsets |
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| Sails, ropes
and the setting sun. What more can you ask for? |
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| Nothing beats a
sunset at sea |
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| Arriving in
Fort-de-France, the capital of Martinique |
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| Fellow Brits
anchoring next to the Oria |
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| The Van Gogh, a
major cruise ship, had a crew change that day |
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| Although a
large city, Fort-de-France's seafront is quite nice |
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| Life and people
in Martinique are very French. |
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| If it weren't
for the heat and people's color, you'd think you were in France |
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| Notice the
large fish in the trunk? |
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