Gyring and Gimbling in the Wabe
Towards the end of our week on Antigua this February, we stopped for lunch at a the Casanova Restaurant across from Jabberwock beach, in Saint John's Parish. The food was middle eastern and excellent. Wish I could tell you the name of what I had, but I can't remember. It was like a gyro with a tasty beef filling and a savory sauce. I recall it started with a K and might have been Kibbeh. I'd go back in a minute and eat anything on the menu, other than the lamb.
The north east shore of Antigua is a windy place. Jabberwock is rated as a top beach for swimming but I wouldn't want to have to dodge the kite surfers, and the sea is pretty weedy. It was a fun place to stop and watch these daredevils. Wherever we roam, I'm always drawn to photograph the kite surfers, including at home on Kelowna's Rotary Beach. I don't think I've ever seen any female kite surfers in my travels, so it was nice to see a few out "ripping" as the kids say.
I felt the beach was well named and the first stanza of Lewis Carroll's poem sets the scene well.
Twas brilig and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.