Fish Friday

Part of our cross-cultural training is going to cultural events around the islands. We are usually escorted by our hilarious trainer named Michael, who enjoys singing the Grenada national anthem, wearing little kids yellow hats, and making terrible analogies. He decided that in order to become Grenadian, you must attend Fish Friday. This is a weekly food fest held in the small fishing village of Gouyave, pronounce Guh-wah-v, approximatly 30 minutes north of the capital. We ventured in Michaels scooby doo looking van (picture attached) up there around 7pm, which was a big deal to us, because we havent been out after dark anywhere yet. Its not governed as "safe" to be out after dark, so of course we felt like big kids.

They close off about 3 blocks of streets for Fish Friday, where vendors from all over the island set up their tents and serve up DELICIOUS food. Anything from fried fish, shimp, fish cakes, bread fruit sticks, and nutmeg ice cream. There is also a reggae drum band there making some good dancing music and plenty of Clark's Court Rum to go around. After a great plate of shrimp lo mein noodles, some nutmeg ice cream and a quick shot of rum, we were tired and ready to go home. Us old volunteers arent used to staying up past 9pm, so when 10 came around we were dragging.

Overall i thought i was a great chance to see the local culture on the island. Though the entire island is only 20 miles tall and 12 miles wide, there are distinct differences in the villages. Gouyave is coined as the town that never sleeps and from what i saw last night, i can only imagine.


Our APCD (associate Peace Corps director)

Reggae band

Vendors lined up selling delicious food

Scooby Doo mobile

Amanda and I