There are those moments that transport you instantly to another time. This moment in the early morning on the Carenage in St. George’s was one of those. The church with its newly restored roof, the Georgian architecture, the reflection in the water, and most of all, the quiet portray a story from 100 years, or even 200 years ago. Take away the hustle and bustle of daily life, Monday through Saturday, take way the cars and trucks and buses, the school children, the tourists, the water taxis, and you are left with a respite. Much needed.