The Caribbean Single Market Economy (CSME) may not be dinner conversation back stateside, but its currency here in Barbados is significant.

Other than that, this second visit was unexpectedly delicious with a side trip to “Miami Beach” near Oistins fishing village.bcmiami6.jpg.
Here’s what I learned about this village: “This was the site of the clash between Royalists and Roundhead supporters in 1639. This clash centered around the bid for independence of Barbados from Cromwell’s England. As a result of this confrontation, the Articles of Agreement were drawn up to form Barbados’ own parliament – the third oldest parliament in the entire Commonwealth.”
Who knew that so much had happened among today’s tin-slatted roadside cubbies of fried and grilled fish, fish cakes, sweet potato, macaroni pie, and coleslaw.
We took some buses to meetings at the University of the West Indies (UWI)/Cave Hill in order to rake in the local flavor. Our bus (interior brightly painted in luminous orange and yellow patterns) careened around the bends blasting songs of indiscriminate melodies (thematically keyed to the evening rendevous). One song went on for a long time: it was about a Rasta machete man who was stuck in U.S. immigration because he had managed to bring in a cutlass (machete); he kept telling the official he didn’t mean any harm, but needed his machete to cut bush. (My colleague, mistaking the reference to sugar bush, was offended, because he thought the song was a political diatribe against President Bush).
Check it deep, mon, dat cris, but doun get chatty chatty cause Mi dun dweet.