The day started peacefully enough. Marce was still nursing a wicked bad sore throat while I tuned in the cruisers net on VHF radio. I was particularly interested in the Carnival bus departure times because so many roads were closed for the Spice Mas that I wasn’t sure if the regular buses were even running. Standing in for Marce today would be my good friend Mark of Macushla.
As I was eating breakfast I started to notice horribly bedraggled looking cruisers putting by Escape Velocity in their dinghies. As a type we’re not exactly clothes horses but really. Dirty looking, paint splattered, exhausted cruisers. Ah…Jab-Jab! It started at 4am this morning and features dark devilish characters smeared with black oil, dark chocolate, some opt for the ever popular horned hat with a couple of chains with padlocks while throwing paint and all manner of nasty stuff over every one. I understand there’s a lot of hugging going on, which probably explains the appearance of the returning cruisers. We opted out after hearing the warning to wear clothing you never want to wear again.
The Devil Mas is supposed to disappear by day break so the crew can clean up the debris and the Fancy Mas can rule. We can only hope that’s it’s over by the time we get to St. George’s.