|This says it all...|
Savings gone. Check.
Cruisewear purchased. Check.
Flight to Sant Maartin. Check.
Luggage sent to Miami. Check.
Luggage found and returned. Check.
Ship boarded. Check.
The occasional bout of mild seasickness (remember, I am a child of the prairies.) Check.
Own weight in food consumed. Check.
Sunscreen applied. Check.
Sand waded through. Check.
Islands of the sea explored. Check.
Shopping on said islands of the sea. Check.
Sting Rays fed. Check.
Blue, Caribbean waves floated on. Check.
Afternoon naps in the sun. Check.
New, forever friends found. Check.
Long, starlit evenings under a Caribbean moon. Check.
Laughter and singing and dancing and visiting and reading and writing and quiet times. Check.
Wonderful, marvellous, stupendous once-in-a-lifetime experience. Check.
Planning underway for the next time. Check.
And: Won't forget important foundation garments next time. Check.
|First glimpse of the Caribbean|
|First selfie on the beach|
|First glimpse of the Star Clipper.|
|Canadian hits the beach.|
|Sailing with our sister ship! The Royal Clipper.|
|Steering the ship. Sorta.|
|Iles de Saintes. I wanna live there!|
|Lifeboat drill. Expressions of terror optional.|
|Moonrise over Saba Rock.|
Where they paved paradise and put up a restaurant . . .
|New wonderful friends, Staci and David.|
|The only time these guys stood still.|
|Watching the Batik happen.|
|The last bell tower.|
|View from Brimstone Hill fortress on St. Kitts.|