We said our goodbyes to Traci and Dave last night at the Sunset Beach Bar that is very popular because it is at the end of the airport here. The idea is you can see planes landing and taking off constantly. And I mean the END (or beginning) of the runway. Signs everywhere telling you how dangerous to get close to the fence because the exhaust from these mega jets can cause harm or death... the wind power takes a section of the sand of the beach away. Anyways, lots of people here taking pictures of them with a plane coming in for a landing right above their heads. Dave and Traci left this morning at 4am for Virgin Gorda, the closet island in the British Virgin Islands... it is the longest sail yet and they wanted to arrive in the daylight. They are well, (if Brandi and Kara, their daughters are reading). The three of us went shopping but did not buy much, went out for lunch and will have dinner in our hotel/villa.
Thursday morning, as James and I were walking along the road to meet Paul at Customs and Immigration (we picked up our laundry and went to the bank).... we walk over the well known bridge that opens and closes for large boats... to Simpson's Harbour (Yacht club). This bridge has designated times they open for incoming boats and then again for the outgoing boats. We got to the bridge right when the crossings went down. Well.... what a sight. A beautiful sailboat... the largest I've ever seen in my life, the ones I only view in the glossy yachting magazines Paul gets. This sail boat had to be over 100ft long, tall and was "squeezing" through the opening. Staff had their fenders on both sides to inch their way through. Yacht club staff on their boats would help "bump" them in position. Paul and Dave saw from the other side and we from one side. During this whole time all cars are stopped and not just for that one yacht but many more. It is a traffic jam during this time. We had to meet Paul at
Customs because we were leaving Daruma and entering St. Maarten on our own now. We would be leaving by an airplane. In the Caribbean they like to account for everyone. For example, when we were in Montserrat, we never did check in, we got their too late and we left first thing in the morning, well, the next island wanted to know why our last stop was so far away, Dave just said we were sailing the whole time. We didn't like Montserrat and wanted to leave.
I will attach photos one at a time because they do take a lot more time, James will talk to friends tonight and be on this computer tomorrow I'm sure. There is a time change (we are Atlantic) so he remembers that.
Paul and I have lost weight, so I jokingly want to take pictures of us asap before we come back to our diet back home.... but.... anyone who knows me, I've been drinking diet pepsi (or in a pinch, diet coke) for years, probably 2 a day! Well, no more, water is good for me. I've kicked the habit. I don't want that stuff anymore. I do still like the white wine though. And the chocolate is delicious down here, ok it is good anywhere.
This will be my last blog, but Paul may come along and add stuff. But stay tuned for pictures.
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