Day 6 cont . . .
We got back into Alfred's van and headed for Sav. I don't know if Alfred figured out I was a history buff or if what happened in Sav was just good fortune. More on that in a bit. On the road Alfred was telling us that his father always ate ackee raw. At some point he stopped the van and picked an ackee blossom, giving it to Mrs. Peel to try raw.
I had some too. I found it to taste a little milky and a little nutty.
In Sav Alfred took us to a harbor like set of old buildings hidden behind this wall.
The harbor was one of the most photogenic locations I'd seen on the trip.
The harbor had an unsavory history that clouded its beauty. I think you can see that reflected in Mrs. Peel's face.
