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After leaving Bathsheba Beach (yes, it’s named after Queen Sheba; or maybe Queen of Sheba. I forget, exactly), we headed up to St. John’s Church.
By the way, there is a correction from the first Barbados post; we did not go to Gun Hill Station. The picture is from Highland Adventure Center, hence why no ruins of any military outpost.
Anyway, St. John’s commands a nice piece of real-estate, and the only saving grace is that the site is open to the public. Impressive, given that when we got there Sunday service were underway inside. We were told that we could enter the church, but were asked to avoid disrupting said services.
That put a damper on my plans to bring rationality, the light of reason, the freedom of independent thought, to these poor folks that have been taken in by the evil forces of superstition and ignorance. Also, I’m on vacation, and so I opted to walk around the grounds while waiting for the services to end.
We had 30 minutes here, but could have easily used three times as much.
It is an impressive building, and the grounds are inviting, serene, and well kept.
Oh, yeah . . . Probably because it was a graveyard for some of the privileged religious and political leaders who led a soft and luxurious life on the backs of the indigenous population.
On the other hand, you can’t force anyone to do stuff they don’t want to do, hence why this and other churches flourish throughout the island.
The highlight of the grounds is a sundial that commands a sweet spot, overlooking a vista of the bay.
I continued making my way around the church grounds, even as I noticed th services were winding down.
That last shot also screamed for me to process with a cosmic theme.
I did manage to snap a few shots inside the church, with this one being the best one (there were people still inside, milling about).
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The next shot . . . WordPress won’t insert it, so I will leave it for the next post.
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