Re-visiting
St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands/Carlos Pueblo
It was in
April, 2016 that I visited St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands on my way from
Houston
across the Atlantic Ocean to Barcelona, Spain. I still remember the town
, shops, and
streets of significant. I followed my habit of march toward the right
side of the
terminal a nice visitors center was in front of me with familiar flowers.
I walked
back to the first row of shops with one particular coffee restaurant at the
end where
many tourists gathered for its free WiFi connection. It was very much
different
this year with much less guests in compare with last time. At the corner,
there was a
Chinese restaurant, Long River I thought the name, where the employee
was
beginning for the lunch opening and kitchen chefs were off the vehicle to enter
the
restaurant. I checked on the menu posted on the window that the price was high
in compare
with Houston’s Chinese restaurants of the same class.
I continued
my marching toward the other direction turning left toward the main
highway passing
through a 700 ft. sky lift station to a top, Charlotte Amalie. The station
was closed
at my time to pass. I turned to that busy high way to visit Pueblo Super
market. The
old fruits stand was disappeared and I wondered around several times and
finally
asked a lottery lady for the reasons. She said that due to hurricane Harvey and
Maria
destroyed the stand and she was not sure the lady owner would come back. I was
hesitated
last time due to the high price for a mango. The street passing by several rows
of public
housing projects by the foot of hills and I could see there was water still
stayed
on the curve
that indicated the lack of storm sewer system. Some mango trees were also
disappeared
and I was very depressed for not seeing the reminding trees of my childhood.
I kept on
moving toward the McDonald’s at the street end. The restaurant closed most part
but a narrow
drive in taking out order, of course, no free WiFi connection. I quit internet
while cruising
in addition to phone call and television, etc. I have been back to more than
half a
century before myself in regard to the communication. I began to turn back
toward
the ship by
passing by a shopping center with some U.S. chain stores and a local power
company’s
service center with long que out to the lobby. A small Chinese Café was there
at the
center and I saw several youngsters went in for lunch, obviously from the ship
and
I believed
were male staff anxiously looking for the oriental food to calm down their
stomach.
Later, a
Chinese restaurant staff told me that they went to that Long River for a lunch
and
Costed them
certain U.S. dollars and in exchange to how much in Renmingbi, Chinese
currency,
and on my
calculation would be the portion of my cruise ticket.
My beloved
daughter Lilizerbeth told me that she yelled at me across the street of the
Pueblo
and I didn’t
notice. I was sorry of myself for my second visiting of the small town after
two hurricanes. Most to the lovely scenery like beaches are on the other sides
of the mountains.
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