During this trip to Spanish Town we ventured farther down the road beyond the seaside restaurants/bars to see what the settlement had to offer. The walk took us up and down hills past the usual brightly painted homes and shops. The roadsides are teeming with all sorts of flowering trees and shrubs, reminding me of the tropicals some of my friends and family "adopted" from our house just before we moved onto Exit Strategy. Those tropicals annoyed the heck out of Dan, especially each autumn when I enlisted his help to shove the large pots onto a sturdy dolly and haul them upstairs to our sunny loft.
From our anchorage, we could see a cross high up on a hill near Spanish Town. When our hike took us that direction we followed the steep single lane up to the top and found St. Ursula's Catholic Church. The doors were open, so we went in to light a candle and say a prayer for our family and friends.
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