We've really become fond of this little neighborhood in the older part of Georgetown and begin to wonder what else might be farther afield. Getting acquainted with the regional bus system seemed the first step. The hotel desk clerks directed us to main bus terminal at the tallest building in town. The route took us unexpectedly through the Sunday market.
After considerable confusion, we finally found our correct bus to head toward the northern beaches and the interior part of the island.
We disembarked the first bus at the Butterfly Farm sign and decided we might be in a little place a local had told us about which was a pleasant and friendly Muslim community. We found a very friendly fellow at what looked like a popular eating place who helped us decide on the specialties of the place.
We passed on the Tropical Fruit Farm because we were concerned about uphill walking only to learn later that we should have gone because that was not a problem.
Two more busses and we were back "home".
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