Pictures from a Bermudan Walk
Her: Let’s take a walk along the abandoned Railroad Trail.
We decided that, for some exercise and local flavor, we would walk to some railroad tracks to explore the town.
In hindsight, this was not a good idea considering there was zero cloud cover that day. Also, Bermuda – as a country – does not seem to believe in sidewalks.
Started off well, as we walked along Freeport Drive where we saw all these drawings of ship insignias.
I Googled for more info, but couldn’t find anything additional. Here’s the wife with Italian and Irish insignias.
After almost falling off a four-foot tall wall onto the roadway , made our way to the Royal Navy Cemetery.
Past some quiet and deserted spots.
Her: Look at that sign!
Me: That’ll be us soon.
Her: Speak for yourself.
Me: I’m beat, let’s stop for a bit.
We saw a fisherman sitting high on a bridge doing his thing.
Was getting really burned so we stopped by a local clothing shop and picked up a hat for me.
After what seemed like hours, we finally reached the trail but by then we were beat so were only on it for a half-mile or so before we looked for a bus to head back.
A quick 30 minutes later, we were back in our air conditioned room.
Me: Man, I’m brown, bald, and burnt.
Her: But you’re my brown, bald, and burnt guy.