Based on extracts from The Guadeloupe Diaries, 2000-2001
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Sundays in Grand-Camp were quiet. A lot of people went to church, and, since the shops all shut on Saturday lunchtime until Monday morning, it made for quite an eerie feeling. Most of all, though, Sundays were for family.
On one such Sunday, I was introduced to the Beaujolais [...]
