Grenadines trip 11/16-11/26/06
Dec 2nd, 2006, 03:08 PM
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Grenadines trip 11/16-11/26/06
Departed PIT on time at 3:55p 11/16 scheduled to arrive in SJU 11:30p Late flight out of Miami and by the time we reached the hotel it was going on 2am. We were pretty wired from the flight and I love to gamble so we called a taxi and headed for the nearest casino. To my dismay I could only pull the handles until 3:45am. The casino closes at that time every morning. Good thing is I was on a streak and walked out with $45.
11/17 Had breakfast at the HoJo's on Isla Verde. I wouldn't call it much of a breakfast. The advertisement leads you to believe it is a continental breakfast bar with danish, bagels, cereal, juice coffee, etc. NOT. We received a choice of a croissant, juice and coffee or I believe $2 off if we ordered from the breakfast menu. Disappointing but hey the sun was shining, weather great and I'm on my way to St. Vincent for a few days. The flight to SLU went off without a hitch but I found out the day before we left Caribbean Star had added an extra stop to what was once a direct flight between SLU and SVG. Departure at 12:30p did take us on time to SLU, a side trip To BGI, finally landing in St. Vincent roughly around 8pm. Hip hip hooray the luggage made it too. No problems with immigration, and customs cooperated too. My friend and I hailed a taxi and settled at Tranquillity Beach Apartments by 9pm. It was great to see Lucelle the proprietor who becomes more like family everytime I visit. Our room was comfortable as always and boy was it wonderful to fall asleep to the sound of tree frogs and waves.
11/18 We did have some rain thru the night but the morning was beautiful. Lucelle prepared a wonderful breakfast consisting of fish, some type of ? Johnnycake although that's not what she called it, star fruit, coffee and juice. Sure beat HoJo"s poor example. We then enjoyed coffee and catching up on the latest news. In the afternoon we headed for the beach. Great day at Indian Bay. The water was calm and just right. I walk around to the other side of the beach where the locals spend their time. Few if any "tourists" do so I often am asked what part of town am I from, how long have I lived here etc. It's a nice way to meet people. I met a wonderful group of sisters and their brother between the ages of 8-21. We had much fun playing volleyball in the water. I sat on the beach until the sun started to set then made my way back to the hotel. I finished watching the sunset and actually think I experienced the green flash. Pretty awesome. We then dressed for dinner. Lucelle is always so gracious and wonderful to me I wanted to show my appreciation and take her to dinner. She doesn't get out often as her husband has Altzheimers and much of her time besides running the hotel is spent caring for him. We went to a relatively new restaurant called Xscape. It's located in Villa right next to Lime n Pub across from Young Island. Directly on the water with a second floor dining area and bar. I had shrimp, salad and pumpkin soup. My meal was excellent. They also make a mean rum punch which gave a nice buzz. We returned to the hotel talked for a while and then turned in for the night. Just love those tree frogs chirping.
11/19 Another beautiful day in paradise. I had made arrangements to spend the morning and early afternoon with some other friends on the island. Some of you may remember from last yr I had a dear friend who was ill. He died in January. I was not able to make it back for the funeral. I wanted to pay my repects by visiting the cemetery soo I spent time with his family reminiscing and remembering. It was a good visit. Then back to the hotel because it's soon time to catch the return flight to St.Lucia. When I reached the hotel Lucelle had lunch ready. A large pork chop, potatoes, salad and a soft drink. Best pork chop I have ever had next to my Mother's. Now it's time to finish packing and back to the airport. Again the flight route went SVG/BGI/SLU. Whatever happened to the original direct flight????? Anyways we were only 3 hours later than anticipated and the main thing is we made it. Yippee ! ! ! I'm aboard the S/V Yankee Clipper. I'll stop for now with more to follow.
11/17 Had breakfast at the HoJo's on Isla Verde. I wouldn't call it much of a breakfast. The advertisement leads you to believe it is a continental breakfast bar with danish, bagels, cereal, juice coffee, etc. NOT. We received a choice of a croissant, juice and coffee or I believe $2 off if we ordered from the breakfast menu. Disappointing but hey the sun was shining, weather great and I'm on my way to St. Vincent for a few days. The flight to SLU went off without a hitch but I found out the day before we left Caribbean Star had added an extra stop to what was once a direct flight between SLU and SVG. Departure at 12:30p did take us on time to SLU, a side trip To BGI, finally landing in St. Vincent roughly around 8pm. Hip hip hooray the luggage made it too. No problems with immigration, and customs cooperated too. My friend and I hailed a taxi and settled at Tranquillity Beach Apartments by 9pm. It was great to see Lucelle the proprietor who becomes more like family everytime I visit. Our room was comfortable as always and boy was it wonderful to fall asleep to the sound of tree frogs and waves.
11/18 We did have some rain thru the night but the morning was beautiful. Lucelle prepared a wonderful breakfast consisting of fish, some type of ? Johnnycake although that's not what she called it, star fruit, coffee and juice. Sure beat HoJo"s poor example. We then enjoyed coffee and catching up on the latest news. In the afternoon we headed for the beach. Great day at Indian Bay. The water was calm and just right. I walk around to the other side of the beach where the locals spend their time. Few if any "tourists" do so I often am asked what part of town am I from, how long have I lived here etc. It's a nice way to meet people. I met a wonderful group of sisters and their brother between the ages of 8-21. We had much fun playing volleyball in the water. I sat on the beach until the sun started to set then made my way back to the hotel. I finished watching the sunset and actually think I experienced the green flash. Pretty awesome. We then dressed for dinner. Lucelle is always so gracious and wonderful to me I wanted to show my appreciation and take her to dinner. She doesn't get out often as her husband has Altzheimers and much of her time besides running the hotel is spent caring for him. We went to a relatively new restaurant called Xscape. It's located in Villa right next to Lime n Pub across from Young Island. Directly on the water with a second floor dining area and bar. I had shrimp, salad and pumpkin soup. My meal was excellent. They also make a mean rum punch which gave a nice buzz. We returned to the hotel talked for a while and then turned in for the night. Just love those tree frogs chirping.
11/19 Another beautiful day in paradise. I had made arrangements to spend the morning and early afternoon with some other friends on the island. Some of you may remember from last yr I had a dear friend who was ill. He died in January. I was not able to make it back for the funeral. I wanted to pay my repects by visiting the cemetery soo I spent time with his family reminiscing and remembering. It was a good visit. Then back to the hotel because it's soon time to catch the return flight to St.Lucia. When I reached the hotel Lucelle had lunch ready. A large pork chop, potatoes, salad and a soft drink. Best pork chop I have ever had next to my Mother's. Now it's time to finish packing and back to the airport. Again the flight route went SVG/BGI/SLU. Whatever happened to the original direct flight????? Anyways we were only 3 hours later than anticipated and the main thing is we made it. Yippee ! ! ! I'm aboard the S/V Yankee Clipper. I'll stop for now with more to follow.
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hey there, vinceygirl! Glad that you're on board and ready to enjoy your sail through the Grenadines. Sounds like you had a bittersweet time in SVD, so I hope the rest of your trip will consist of only happy memories. Chime in when you get a chance, otherwise, can't wait to hear about the rest of your trip when you return!
Dec 3rd, 2006, 02:39 AM
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vinceygirl, We have wonderful memories of our trip to St. Vincent, and you always make it sound even better. I'm confused. Do you normally start sailing from St. Lucia? We were just talking last night about when we can get back to the Grenadines. Happy sail!! Owa
Dec 3rd, 2006, 01:05 PM
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Hi ej. Yes it was a little bittersweet but not as much as anticipated. Last yr paved the way from the time I stepped off the plane. You see my friend was ALWAYS there to meet me and last yr of course wasn't healthy enough to and this yr he's gone. Visiting the cemetery helped a lot. I finally was able to find closure and peace of mind. His brother was wonderful and shared so many stories about how excited and happy his brother would be looking forward to my visits. I always knew we had something special but somehow hearing it from someone else provided affirmation. All the pieces fell into place and I departed content. Unfortunately this family is again being hit with illness. Their mother found a mass in her breast and will find out tomorrow what is going on. It doesn't sound good so all the prayers people are willing to share are much appreciated.
Brenandg how's it going.
Owa how are you? Your recent SVG reports helped me live vicariously until I was able to return. In answer to your question about sailing out of St. Lucia, normally the Yankee Clipper sails from Grenada. This year for some unknown reason homeport became Castries but scheduled to return to St. George in the spring. The YC is a great ship. I read on a different thread your mention of turbulence while flying down island. We too hit a great deal but was during our flight from PIT to Miami. There was a woman behind us sitting with her husband crying out "I'm scared I'm scared do something" It was pretty bad and she just made matters worse by crying out. He tried to shush her to no avail. Me, I was scared too but said some prayers and gave it up to God. After I did I became amazingly calm and felt the same way I did going into the procedure room for my heart cath a few years ago. The remainder of the flights were smooth sailing all the way.
Seaslife it's hovering around the freezing mark here with snow showers expected overnight.
Brenandg how's it going.
Owa how are you? Your recent SVG reports helped me live vicariously until I was able to return. In answer to your question about sailing out of St. Lucia, normally the Yankee Clipper sails from Grenada. This year for some unknown reason homeport became Castries but scheduled to return to St. George in the spring. The YC is a great ship. I read on a different thread your mention of turbulence while flying down island. We too hit a great deal but was during our flight from PIT to Miami. There was a woman behind us sitting with her husband crying out "I'm scared I'm scared do something" It was pretty bad and she just made matters worse by crying out. He tried to shush her to no avail. Me, I was scared too but said some prayers and gave it up to God. After I did I became amazingly calm and felt the same way I did going into the procedure room for my heart cath a few years ago. The remainder of the flights were smooth sailing all the way.
Seaslife it's hovering around the freezing mark here with snow showers expected overnight.
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11/19/06 continuing the report. Traffic, traffic, and more traffic from the airport(SLU) to the dock in Castries. People everywhere, seems the pre-election festivities and rallies were in full swing. Our taxi driver weaved in and out of traffic and then thru the maze of containers at the dock to get us to the Clipper safe and sound. Kudos to Theresa the taxi lady. Nice woman would call her again in a heartbeat. Anyone needing transportation in the area let me know and I'll be happy to pass on her number. What a sight to behold finally I climb the gangway and hear my name being called. All my new friends I have made from corresponding on line are waiting for Lynn and I to arrive. We check in and it's time to meet new friends and old. Hugs all the way around. Then I see my long lost friend Capt. Julian who greets me with a big grin, a bear hug and why didn't you let me know you were coming? I visit with everyone well into the evening. Buffet dinner was great as always. It amazes me what the cooks can do in a galley smaller than a walk in closet. Salad, creole shrimp, peas and rice, too much to remember but all good. A rum swizzle washes it all down. Jack the bartender gives me smile and it's time to commence partying. The other guys who remember me greet with the fist to fist to heart. I'm told it is a sign of friendship but not extended to everyone. Some passengers I saw offered it to some of the crew and it wasn't turned down but I noticed quite often it is only initiated by the crew to certain people. Guess I'm one of the lucky few as it was frequently offered to me. I always make an effort to treat the crew with respect and the same way I want them to think of me. We all listened to music in the bar area, caught up on the past year and had a nice evening. The Yc usually sails at midnight but this night would stay over in St. Lucia. A couple on board were to be married the next morning. The day had been quite emotional for me so I was pretty exhausted and decided to call it a night.
Dec 5th, 2006, 02:04 PM
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Hi owa. Nothing to be fearful of. The captain and crew are the absolute best and safety is first and foremost. What do you think requires the courage to sail? Until my first WJ in '91 I had only been on the 3 Rivers around Pittsburgh. If you live in Allegheny County chances are you know someone who has a boat. River boating and sailing are very different yet I love both. To me the riverboating is very passive and relaxing. Sailing is both exhilerating and relaxing at the same time. Contradictory yes but really have no other way that comes to mind to describe. Once you are into the rhythm of sailing the effects can be mezmerizing(more about this later). There is such a majesty associated with the raising of the sails and the speed as the sails catch the wind. The crew's timing is impeccable watching them work in tandem makes it even more remarkable. I will admit the trip is not for those who don't enjoy a bit of a work out. Manuevering around when the ship is sailing can be a bit challenging, still I find it to be worth all the effort. My S/O says I should get paid for my hearty endorsement, then again he says the same thing when I tout the way I feel about Saturn cars.
11/20 Up and attem early. Fresh fruit, some type of muffin, danish, sticky bun or donuts for the early risers. I don't keep track of the menu just know I've never had a pastry I didn't like. Bloody Mary's and coffee or tea round out the preliminaries. Breakfast is served between 7:30a-8:30a. Cold cereal for those not interested in the hot meal. Usually one day scrambled eggs another fried, pancakes, and french toast maybe an omelet. The cooks change it up all the time to prevent boredom. If you have a special request they will honor it if at all possible. Always coffee, tea and water available for consumption 24 hrs aday. Seating is wherever there's room around the table. This is a great way to meet your fellow passengers. After breakfast it is time to find out about the days offerings. Today after the wedding we will set sail for a little known island called Mayreau. While sailing we will have the safety lecture, muster stations etc. Capt. Julian( from bequia) introduces the main players for the week, the 1st mate who is being groomed to fill in for the Capt's vacation. This is Sly from Ghana. His English is improving and he is so personable you just want to hug him. He tries so hard and tells jokes at times messing up the timing or the punchline which of course causes us to laugh more than the joke. He's a good sport even at his own expense. We had 2 younger ladies on board one 11 and the other 12. The mother's were present too as well as the 12 yr old's 19 yr old sister. The mother's were approached prior to any of the jokes to see if they would be offended by something that might be a little off color(after all this is a WJ not a foo foo as the other cruise ships are ahem fondly called) The mother's were ok and the week was off to a wonderful start. Bartenders Jack and Oxford,make an appearence as does Chief Steward Turbo(one of my friends for the past 15 years. Met him my first WJ) We met the cooks, engineers etc too but their profiles are pretty quiet as they orchestrate their much needed duties behind the scenes.
The wedding is over and the captain soon calls for volunteers. Time to raise the sails. The droning sound of bagpipes and the strains of Amazing Grace are soon recognized. My favorite hymn, always brings tears to my eyes. I jump in and help hoist the sails. Damn I'm a bit out of breath forgot that being overweight, the excitement and pace of pulling the ropes will do that to you. Would do it all again in a heartbeat. Slowly we leave St Lucia behind and it's onto the next island. Mayreau is a small island in the Grenadines, home to Oxford the bartender who is expecting his first child within the next two weeks. He is so excited it becomes infectious. He gets to see his S/O tomorrow. The sail from St. Lucia to Mayreau can be a little rough so I took Bonine(Antivert) 12.5 mg prior to sailing. Glad I did, learned my lesson from last year. I love being where all the action is going on watching the captain and crew do their work. We talk about past trips, mutual aquaintences and general chitchat as we sail. Because the sea is a bit rough and a tropical ? depression may affect us the captain decides to overnight in Kingstown, the capital of St. Vincent and the Grenadines. It is exciting to watch all the twinkling lights as the small town of Fancy comes into view and as continue along the Leeward coast how many more lights appear the closer we get to the larger villages and cities. It's quiet in the bay. Popcorn, cheese and crackers 10pm snacks. Why is it my popcorn never tastes as good as it does on the ship? Some of us sit near the bar listening to music and talking till midnight. Time to turn in. Just enough rocking and I fall off to sleep, no problem mon.
11/20 Up and attem early. Fresh fruit, some type of muffin, danish, sticky bun or donuts for the early risers. I don't keep track of the menu just know I've never had a pastry I didn't like. Bloody Mary's and coffee or tea round out the preliminaries. Breakfast is served between 7:30a-8:30a. Cold cereal for those not interested in the hot meal. Usually one day scrambled eggs another fried, pancakes, and french toast maybe an omelet. The cooks change it up all the time to prevent boredom. If you have a special request they will honor it if at all possible. Always coffee, tea and water available for consumption 24 hrs aday. Seating is wherever there's room around the table. This is a great way to meet your fellow passengers. After breakfast it is time to find out about the days offerings. Today after the wedding we will set sail for a little known island called Mayreau. While sailing we will have the safety lecture, muster stations etc. Capt. Julian( from bequia) introduces the main players for the week, the 1st mate who is being groomed to fill in for the Capt's vacation. This is Sly from Ghana. His English is improving and he is so personable you just want to hug him. He tries so hard and tells jokes at times messing up the timing or the punchline which of course causes us to laugh more than the joke. He's a good sport even at his own expense. We had 2 younger ladies on board one 11 and the other 12. The mother's were present too as well as the 12 yr old's 19 yr old sister. The mother's were approached prior to any of the jokes to see if they would be offended by something that might be a little off color(after all this is a WJ not a foo foo as the other cruise ships are ahem fondly called) The mother's were ok and the week was off to a wonderful start. Bartenders Jack and Oxford,make an appearence as does Chief Steward Turbo(one of my friends for the past 15 years. Met him my first WJ) We met the cooks, engineers etc too but their profiles are pretty quiet as they orchestrate their much needed duties behind the scenes.
The wedding is over and the captain soon calls for volunteers. Time to raise the sails. The droning sound of bagpipes and the strains of Amazing Grace are soon recognized. My favorite hymn, always brings tears to my eyes. I jump in and help hoist the sails. Damn I'm a bit out of breath forgot that being overweight, the excitement and pace of pulling the ropes will do that to you. Would do it all again in a heartbeat. Slowly we leave St Lucia behind and it's onto the next island. Mayreau is a small island in the Grenadines, home to Oxford the bartender who is expecting his first child within the next two weeks. He is so excited it becomes infectious. He gets to see his S/O tomorrow. The sail from St. Lucia to Mayreau can be a little rough so I took Bonine(Antivert) 12.5 mg prior to sailing. Glad I did, learned my lesson from last year. I love being where all the action is going on watching the captain and crew do their work. We talk about past trips, mutual aquaintences and general chitchat as we sail. Because the sea is a bit rough and a tropical ? depression may affect us the captain decides to overnight in Kingstown, the capital of St. Vincent and the Grenadines. It is exciting to watch all the twinkling lights as the small town of Fancy comes into view and as continue along the Leeward coast how many more lights appear the closer we get to the larger villages and cities. It's quiet in the bay. Popcorn, cheese and crackers 10pm snacks. Why is it my popcorn never tastes as good as it does on the ship? Some of us sit near the bar listening to music and talking till midnight. Time to turn in. Just enough rocking and I fall off to sleep, no problem mon.
Dec 5th, 2006, 02:50 PM
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Maybe courage was not the right word. I'm not a great sleeper, and when I was on a houseboat for a week, I couldn't get my land legs. I can't imagine what I'd be like with rough water. Tell me about the sleeping situation. Tiny? Hot? Maybe my husband needs to go with you!! Owa
Dec 6th, 2006, 02:12 PM
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Owa,I sleep like a baby. A standard cabin on the Yankee Clipper is down one flight of stairs. The cabins are an upper and lower bunk, and area for clothes, suitcases under the bunk and the BR has a shower, sink and commode all in the same room. Space conservation. I am only in my room to sleep. Cozy yes unmanageable in terms of space, no. The AC has always worked fine in fact this time so well I closed off one vent completely and the other most of the way. You must keep in mind this is in no way shape or form any sort of luxury cruise, barebone basics. A place to do my morning routine and rest my head at night is all I need. Some people even prefer to sleep top deck. I prefer my bunk.
11/21 I awken as we head for Mayreau. Has been a quiet night and I slept well. Breakfast and then "Storytime" jokes, and some knowledge shared about the island of Mayreau. 200-300 population, part of the Grenadines, has only had electricity a few years Oxford's home island. Joann the AM/Purser lists the available todos which isn't much. Climb the hill and visit the church and school, then down the other side to Salt Whistle Bay and have the water taxis bring you back to the dock or the beach and snorkel. At the end of storytime one of the passengers announces there is someone with a birthday and how about singing Happy Birthday to guess who.....ME ! Yes it was my birthday and a nice surprise to have it remembered. I opt to be lazy and spend the day at the beach. I find a nice low palm with wonderful shade close to the water and off by myself. Peace and quiet just what I'm looking for. Other passengers stroll by on their way to snorkeling yet it is like having the beach all to myself. The only persons on the beach besides the T-shirt tree ladies are those from the Yankee Clipper. A simple lunch on the beach brought over from the ship, nice conversation with fellow passengers, doesn't get much better than this. I buy a few T-shirts for my great nieces back home and then back to the ship late afternoon. Tonight is the Cultural Walk/Tour aka Bar or Pub Crawl. Even with such a small population there are many of these spots to visit. I think 5 in all. Dinner is on the beach followed by a little culture for those willing to climb the hill. Just before serving dinner another surprise. Turbo presents me with a cake and a speech about how long he and I have been friends followed by another chorus of you guessed it Happy Birthday. Dinner is outstanding Bar-b-qued ribs to die for. I definitely went back for seconds. After eating way to much I opt out of the Culture Walk and head back to the ship for a quiet evening. Then the rains came and I mean poured. As fast as it started that quickly it was over. Around 10:30-11p the culture people return. Everybody seems to be in a good mood and Jack the bartender has the music in full swing. I enjoy watching everyone dance when the next thing I know Capt Julian says "come on and dance it's your birthday", not taking no for an answer. Next thing everyone is up and dancing well after midnight. In fact Capt says he's never up past 10 or 11 but is having such a great time he stays up till 1:30a with the rest of us. This evening was the icing on the cake to spend a birthday with a host of wonderful people words can't describe. I haven't danced or laughed so much in ages. The 2 young sisters also participated in my celebration are fun to watch as they work hard at mastering the art of dancing to soca and reggae. Well it is now way past my bedtime too ishare some conversation with another friend and head off to bed. Really really tired I wonder if my 53 year old legs will withstand the beating they took tonight. As far as I'm concerned worth every ache and pain real or imagined.
11/21 I awken as we head for Mayreau. Has been a quiet night and I slept well. Breakfast and then "Storytime" jokes, and some knowledge shared about the island of Mayreau. 200-300 population, part of the Grenadines, has only had electricity a few years Oxford's home island. Joann the AM/Purser lists the available todos which isn't much. Climb the hill and visit the church and school, then down the other side to Salt Whistle Bay and have the water taxis bring you back to the dock or the beach and snorkel. At the end of storytime one of the passengers announces there is someone with a birthday and how about singing Happy Birthday to guess who.....ME ! Yes it was my birthday and a nice surprise to have it remembered. I opt to be lazy and spend the day at the beach. I find a nice low palm with wonderful shade close to the water and off by myself. Peace and quiet just what I'm looking for. Other passengers stroll by on their way to snorkeling yet it is like having the beach all to myself. The only persons on the beach besides the T-shirt tree ladies are those from the Yankee Clipper. A simple lunch on the beach brought over from the ship, nice conversation with fellow passengers, doesn't get much better than this. I buy a few T-shirts for my great nieces back home and then back to the ship late afternoon. Tonight is the Cultural Walk/Tour aka Bar or Pub Crawl. Even with such a small population there are many of these spots to visit. I think 5 in all. Dinner is on the beach followed by a little culture for those willing to climb the hill. Just before serving dinner another surprise. Turbo presents me with a cake and a speech about how long he and I have been friends followed by another chorus of you guessed it Happy Birthday. Dinner is outstanding Bar-b-qued ribs to die for. I definitely went back for seconds. After eating way to much I opt out of the Culture Walk and head back to the ship for a quiet evening. Then the rains came and I mean poured. As fast as it started that quickly it was over. Around 10:30-11p the culture people return. Everybody seems to be in a good mood and Jack the bartender has the music in full swing. I enjoy watching everyone dance when the next thing I know Capt Julian says "come on and dance it's your birthday", not taking no for an answer. Next thing everyone is up and dancing well after midnight. In fact Capt says he's never up past 10 or 11 but is having such a great time he stays up till 1:30a with the rest of us. This evening was the icing on the cake to spend a birthday with a host of wonderful people words can't describe. I haven't danced or laughed so much in ages. The 2 young sisters also participated in my celebration are fun to watch as they work hard at mastering the art of dancing to soca and reggae. Well it is now way past my bedtime too ishare some conversation with another friend and head off to bed. Really really tired I wonder if my 53 year old legs will withstand the beating they took tonight. As far as I'm concerned worth every ache and pain real or imagined.
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I like the early am on the ship. Very peaceful and serene. You get to see the early morning start to the day. The cook is usually baking the sweets for breakfast at that time so you could be the first to sample Yummy.
Early bedtime is no problem. Just make sure you sit the early seating for dinner. There are some who choose to return to their cabins early to read or sleep. Dependent on where your cabin is noise could be a problem. The night we celebrated my birthday those with a room closest to the stairwell did make comments. Truthfully music until 1:30am is an extreme rarity other than on the designated singles. On the average 11p is about the latest. WJs are active by day so by the time 10-11 hits most are tired and ready for sleep. My BD celebration was just one of those impromptu happenings. This is one of the best parts of being on a WJ no herd mentality. Surprise surprise other than making sure you are on the last launch for the day and only smoking in the specifically designatd areas on the top deck these are the only stringent rules to be followed.
I also enjoy being on the ship when others go on the islands. Since I have visited the Grenadines frequently I know which tours I'm interested in or not. When the ship is empty of passengers it is a different world. I love to watch the deck hands go about their work maintaining the ship. Brass needs to be polished, supplies replenished, carpentry etc. makes me appreciate the trip all that much more. When the guys and in some cases gals take a break it's a good time to ask them and learn about their families, how they came to be with WJ etc.
Early bedtime is no problem. Just make sure you sit the early seating for dinner. There are some who choose to return to their cabins early to read or sleep. Dependent on where your cabin is noise could be a problem. The night we celebrated my birthday those with a room closest to the stairwell did make comments. Truthfully music until 1:30am is an extreme rarity other than on the designated singles. On the average 11p is about the latest. WJs are active by day so by the time 10-11 hits most are tired and ready for sleep. My BD celebration was just one of those impromptu happenings. This is one of the best parts of being on a WJ no herd mentality. Surprise surprise other than making sure you are on the last launch for the day and only smoking in the specifically designatd areas on the top deck these are the only stringent rules to be followed.
I also enjoy being on the ship when others go on the islands. Since I have visited the Grenadines frequently I know which tours I'm interested in or not. When the ship is empty of passengers it is a different world. I love to watch the deck hands go about their work maintaining the ship. Brass needs to be polished, supplies replenished, carpentry etc. makes me appreciate the trip all that much more. When the guys and in some cases gals take a break it's a good time to ask them and learn about their families, how they came to be with WJ etc.
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11/22 Today Tobago Cays, designated national park. Uninhabited islands except for day visitors. White sand(pretty much an anomaly in SVG) palm trees, and on this day I picked out at least 5 different water shades of blue and green. Perfect place to film some scenes from Pirates of the Caribbean or a Corona commercial. Unfortunately there is just way to much traffic in the area. One of the large "sailing" ships and I use the term loosely Royal Clipper decides they too want to spend the day at the Cays. When you factor in the day trippers from neighboring islands makes for way to much congestion. In the past I have had the good fortune to visit these islands without crowds. Very sad to see what is happening as a result of large crowds of people at one time. The larger ships must bring all their toys for their passengers. Capt Julian always makes an attempt to be courteous and avoid the Cays on a day when one of those large ships makes a decision to swoop down on these lovely islands. The Yankee Clipper was docked and in place first yet no such courtesy was extended to us. This meant tooooo many people on the beach at one time. WJ passengers were pushed from one side to another with the need for them(the RC) to set up the bar, serve lunch, have room for the zodiacs etc etc. Did not make for a pleasant day. It is quite difficult too have a true Tobago Cays experience, the number of people cause problems with snorkeling, again just to much at one time.
The latest rumor is the government of SVG may decide to levy a tax/charge of some sort on each ship based on tonnage and an individual charge each trip each passenger including crew to visit Tobago Cays.
On this day I would rather be back on the beach in Mayreau. That afternoon we set sail for Bequia. All of the WJ passengers love the Cays but are happy to pull up anchor and depart.
We reach Bequia in time for dinner plans. A group of us decide on Tante Pearl's. Tante's is located on a hill overlooking Admirality Bay. Beautiful site with all the lights twinkling. I even see some Christmas lights scattered across the hill. I chose Mahi mahi. My dinner was excellent but not relaxing. A couple from the ship happened to be seated with us. They weren't happy campers. Instead of inquiring as to how their lobster would be cooked they ordered from the menu and were brought Creole. In all fairness to them it was overcooked. My problem with them was not the displeasure with their meal but the fact they ate it complaining the entire time. Others from another table had made the same mistake, sent their lobster back to the kitchen. The server returned with beautiful platters of grilled lobster and melted butter. Needless to say the complaining increased. When it came to manners and attitude towards the staff it was unpleasant. I was really glad when it came time to pay the check. Then onto I think it's called the Devil's Table. A local establishment with a live band. Directly on the water. It does get crowded. Seems like everyone was up for some fun and of course WJ passengers have somewhat of a reputation for doing so. We danced and danced and danced some more. Just as I decided to take a breather a local Rasta asked me to dance, so off I go again. He is very polite we talked awhile and learned he is from St. Vincent originally but now resides in London and home for the Christmas holidays. After a little conversation we dance again and then time for a break. My friend thanks me for the dance and bids me adieu or so I thought. As we head to the dock to board the launch back to the ship I hear singing and someone calls my name. It's Michael, my dancing partner. He sings a little ditty to the effect of it was nice to meet me, sorry I have to leave etc etc. I probably turned so red I looked like a beacon flashing in the dark. I have to say I enjoyed the attention and was a nice surprise ending to the evening. We reach the ship and of course the music plays till about midnight. Some of us talk till 1am then it's off to bed. A really nice evening that will take it's place in the memory bank along with those from my spontaneous birthday celebration. You know it truly doesn't get any better than this. Next stop Kingstown, St. Vincent.
The latest rumor is the government of SVG may decide to levy a tax/charge of some sort on each ship based on tonnage and an individual charge each trip each passenger including crew to visit Tobago Cays.
On this day I would rather be back on the beach in Mayreau. That afternoon we set sail for Bequia. All of the WJ passengers love the Cays but are happy to pull up anchor and depart.
We reach Bequia in time for dinner plans. A group of us decide on Tante Pearl's. Tante's is located on a hill overlooking Admirality Bay. Beautiful site with all the lights twinkling. I even see some Christmas lights scattered across the hill. I chose Mahi mahi. My dinner was excellent but not relaxing. A couple from the ship happened to be seated with us. They weren't happy campers. Instead of inquiring as to how their lobster would be cooked they ordered from the menu and were brought Creole. In all fairness to them it was overcooked. My problem with them was not the displeasure with their meal but the fact they ate it complaining the entire time. Others from another table had made the same mistake, sent their lobster back to the kitchen. The server returned with beautiful platters of grilled lobster and melted butter. Needless to say the complaining increased. When it came to manners and attitude towards the staff it was unpleasant. I was really glad when it came time to pay the check. Then onto I think it's called the Devil's Table. A local establishment with a live band. Directly on the water. It does get crowded. Seems like everyone was up for some fun and of course WJ passengers have somewhat of a reputation for doing so. We danced and danced and danced some more. Just as I decided to take a breather a local Rasta asked me to dance, so off I go again. He is very polite we talked awhile and learned he is from St. Vincent originally but now resides in London and home for the Christmas holidays. After a little conversation we dance again and then time for a break. My friend thanks me for the dance and bids me adieu or so I thought. As we head to the dock to board the launch back to the ship I hear singing and someone calls my name. It's Michael, my dancing partner. He sings a little ditty to the effect of it was nice to meet me, sorry I have to leave etc etc. I probably turned so red I looked like a beacon flashing in the dark. I have to say I enjoyed the attention and was a nice surprise ending to the evening. We reach the ship and of course the music plays till about midnight. Some of us talk till 1am then it's off to bed. A really nice evening that will take it's place in the memory bank along with those from my spontaneous birthday celebration. You know it truly doesn't get any better than this. Next stop Kingstown, St. Vincent.
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Keep those updates coming! I especially enjoyed reading about Bequia after my first trip there this summer.
how big of a ship is the Royal Clipper? Or to be more specific, how much larger is it than the WJ ship you were on?
how big of a ship is the Royal Clipper? Or to be more specific, how much larger is it than the WJ ship you were on?
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Oops, sorry next island is Bequia. We spent the evening and now we get to spend the day on Bequia. Rain this morning. Some will take the tour to the Hegg Turtle sanctuary, one I always recommend, others will dive and me, I'm going to walk about town and have Mac's pizza for lunch. Tonight there will be a wine and cheese party at swizzle time, a bit later a wedding , as well as dress up night and last but not least the crab races.
Kervin one of the crew lives on the island of Bequia. He is one of the luckier ones who gets to see his family on a regular basis, most only see their families during vacation and others opt to work a few years then retire from WJ and go back home. Last evening Kervin stopped by Tante Pearl's with his son Malachi. Malachi is about 2 years of age. An absolute darling. The biggest brownist eyes I have ever seen. He is now at the age where he repeats what you ask him to and he knows his age and name. His father kept him on the ship overnight and is taking him back and forth as he runs the ship's launch. The rain continues to come down fairly heavy and the guys a re wearing their bright yellow slickers. I've been told I have a way with children and Malachi seems content to sit by me while he plays with his toys. I offer to keep him while Kervin works until it is time to take him home. Malachi listens as he father tells him to stay with Sandy and he will be back soon. The child is fine with me. Other passengers want to hold him but he isn't budging from my arms. Now some of you might wonder why Kervin would leave Malachi in my care. I have known Kervin for 3 years and we have become good friends. I consider it a privilege and honor that he would entrust his child to me. The love between he and Malachi is so evident anyone could tell he would never do a thing to jeopardize his son's welfare. Malachi falls sound asleep in my arms. This of course brings out the ladies with their cameras. Ahhh how precious. Pictures of me holding Malachi sleeping are those made for mother's magazines. He's the darling cute one I'm the grandmotherly one. After a few hours it's time to take Malachi home. One the most pleasant early afternoons I have ever spent. Time to head for Mac's Pizza. Since it is later in the day when we reach the dining area is quiet. This is really nice. Mac's overlooks Admirality Bay. Peaceful as we watch the activity in the harbor. Looks like rain but we are lucky just remains overcast. 1/2 lobster, 1/2 mushroom and pepperoni pizza. SOOOOO good. Lynn and I aren't able to finish it all so we take the leftovers back to the crew. I have a piece of Key Lime pie for dessert that is out of this world. We then head for the wine shop and pick out something that sounds good. I'm no student in the art of wine but do remember it was a Merlot I chose.
Wine and cheese party is held on most of the WJ in place or in addition to swizzletime. Everyone picks up a bottle in which ever town you are visiting and bring it back to the ship. The ship provides various cheeses, fruit and crackers to go along with the wine. The wines contributed are opened and set out for all to sample and enjoy. Like anything else you have some who may take advantage of the "free" booze but a rarity. The ones that do most often wait until the others have had their fill and then finish up what's left. Those of you who are wine experts will appreciate the story of my first wine and cheese party on a WJ. To make a long story short the W and C party was being held while in St. bart's. Here's me the novice going into a wine shop in Gustavia asking for a bottle of wine. The only kind I could think of was and I can't spell it the German wine that begins with a G. Well of course the proprietor's eyes rolled and he made some unkind comment in French regarding my request. Needless to say I chose something else. Hey, what did I know this young chick had never left the country before let alone know about French wine. Anyways getting back to the story.
Next up the wedding. The couple had already had a civil ceremony prior to coming aboard the Yankee Clipper. Captain Julian did the honors. Just enough humor as he attempted to pronounce the names correctly and solemnity of the occasion to bring a few tears. The bride looked absolutely radiant in her dress. It had numerous shades of pink a softly flowing skirt ?I would say mid-calf in length. Her flowers were of course all tropical and beautiful, nothing like we get here at home unless you are rich and can afford to have them flown in. The groom if I remember correctly was in a pirate type gauzy v neck shirt and both were barefoot. Now it's time to have the crab races. It's hard to explain but picture a double circle with hermit crabs in the middle and the object is to see which crab reaches the outer circle first. Passengers gather round, the heats are run and bets are then placed on your favorite crab/crabs Odds are announced and the race is run. It's loud and full of laughter as everyone tries to spur their particular crab on to victory. I won 6 dollars. My crab wasn't very fast.
Now time to dress for dinner. Imagination runs wild. Now most of you were probably thinking formal attire, NOT. Remember you are on a WJ and casual is the order of the day. We have the various takes on pirates and wenches, me I dressed as a what else than a Pittsburgh Steeler fan (the object is to try and stay within the boundries of the letter P) I brought a mask from home yellow and black face with a backward baseball cap attached, my Troy Polamalu football jersey, Steeler flannel pajama pants and top it all off with Steeler earrings. The winner of the night though was a quite large man dressed in a silky pink negligee, makeup and long curly blonde wig. Another man also cross dressed played his partner. They were a hoot in their antics and each played well off the other. Made for much fun. Time for dinner. As we line up for dinner I make an announcement/request would anyone like to say Thanksgiving grace. Personally I didn't care whether or not I was being politically correct. I feel very strongly about this as we are all so fortunate to be able to experience this wonderful trip to paradise. No one offers and I'm urged to do the honors. I was happy to do so and then we eat. Roast beef, ham and of course turkey and stuffing with mashed potaoes and gravy, pumpkin squash, salad, and ??? cheesecake for dessert. Where's the pumpkin pie??? Oh well I made due with the cheesecake and I'm still waiting on tha pumpkin pie. Guess I'll have to be patient until Christmas. A wonderful night and much to give thanks for. If you didn't enjoy yourself on this evening shame on you.
Next stop Kingstown, St. Vincent.
Kervin one of the crew lives on the island of Bequia. He is one of the luckier ones who gets to see his family on a regular basis, most only see their families during vacation and others opt to work a few years then retire from WJ and go back home. Last evening Kervin stopped by Tante Pearl's with his son Malachi. Malachi is about 2 years of age. An absolute darling. The biggest brownist eyes I have ever seen. He is now at the age where he repeats what you ask him to and he knows his age and name. His father kept him on the ship overnight and is taking him back and forth as he runs the ship's launch. The rain continues to come down fairly heavy and the guys a re wearing their bright yellow slickers. I've been told I have a way with children and Malachi seems content to sit by me while he plays with his toys. I offer to keep him while Kervin works until it is time to take him home. Malachi listens as he father tells him to stay with Sandy and he will be back soon. The child is fine with me. Other passengers want to hold him but he isn't budging from my arms. Now some of you might wonder why Kervin would leave Malachi in my care. I have known Kervin for 3 years and we have become good friends. I consider it a privilege and honor that he would entrust his child to me. The love between he and Malachi is so evident anyone could tell he would never do a thing to jeopardize his son's welfare. Malachi falls sound asleep in my arms. This of course brings out the ladies with their cameras. Ahhh how precious. Pictures of me holding Malachi sleeping are those made for mother's magazines. He's the darling cute one I'm the grandmotherly one. After a few hours it's time to take Malachi home. One the most pleasant early afternoons I have ever spent. Time to head for Mac's Pizza. Since it is later in the day when we reach the dining area is quiet. This is really nice. Mac's overlooks Admirality Bay. Peaceful as we watch the activity in the harbor. Looks like rain but we are lucky just remains overcast. 1/2 lobster, 1/2 mushroom and pepperoni pizza. SOOOOO good. Lynn and I aren't able to finish it all so we take the leftovers back to the crew. I have a piece of Key Lime pie for dessert that is out of this world. We then head for the wine shop and pick out something that sounds good. I'm no student in the art of wine but do remember it was a Merlot I chose.
Wine and cheese party is held on most of the WJ in place or in addition to swizzletime. Everyone picks up a bottle in which ever town you are visiting and bring it back to the ship. The ship provides various cheeses, fruit and crackers to go along with the wine. The wines contributed are opened and set out for all to sample and enjoy. Like anything else you have some who may take advantage of the "free" booze but a rarity. The ones that do most often wait until the others have had their fill and then finish up what's left. Those of you who are wine experts will appreciate the story of my first wine and cheese party on a WJ. To make a long story short the W and C party was being held while in St. bart's. Here's me the novice going into a wine shop in Gustavia asking for a bottle of wine. The only kind I could think of was and I can't spell it the German wine that begins with a G. Well of course the proprietor's eyes rolled and he made some unkind comment in French regarding my request. Needless to say I chose something else. Hey, what did I know this young chick had never left the country before let alone know about French wine. Anyways getting back to the story.
Next up the wedding. The couple had already had a civil ceremony prior to coming aboard the Yankee Clipper. Captain Julian did the honors. Just enough humor as he attempted to pronounce the names correctly and solemnity of the occasion to bring a few tears. The bride looked absolutely radiant in her dress. It had numerous shades of pink a softly flowing skirt ?I would say mid-calf in length. Her flowers were of course all tropical and beautiful, nothing like we get here at home unless you are rich and can afford to have them flown in. The groom if I remember correctly was in a pirate type gauzy v neck shirt and both were barefoot. Now it's time to have the crab races. It's hard to explain but picture a double circle with hermit crabs in the middle and the object is to see which crab reaches the outer circle first. Passengers gather round, the heats are run and bets are then placed on your favorite crab/crabs Odds are announced and the race is run. It's loud and full of laughter as everyone tries to spur their particular crab on to victory. I won 6 dollars. My crab wasn't very fast.
Now time to dress for dinner. Imagination runs wild. Now most of you were probably thinking formal attire, NOT. Remember you are on a WJ and casual is the order of the day. We have the various takes on pirates and wenches, me I dressed as a what else than a Pittsburgh Steeler fan (the object is to try and stay within the boundries of the letter P) I brought a mask from home yellow and black face with a backward baseball cap attached, my Troy Polamalu football jersey, Steeler flannel pajama pants and top it all off with Steeler earrings. The winner of the night though was a quite large man dressed in a silky pink negligee, makeup and long curly blonde wig. Another man also cross dressed played his partner. They were a hoot in their antics and each played well off the other. Made for much fun. Time for dinner. As we line up for dinner I make an announcement/request would anyone like to say Thanksgiving grace. Personally I didn't care whether or not I was being politically correct. I feel very strongly about this as we are all so fortunate to be able to experience this wonderful trip to paradise. No one offers and I'm urged to do the honors. I was happy to do so and then we eat. Roast beef, ham and of course turkey and stuffing with mashed potaoes and gravy, pumpkin squash, salad, and ??? cheesecake for dessert. Where's the pumpkin pie??? Oh well I made due with the cheesecake and I'm still waiting on tha pumpkin pie. Guess I'll have to be patient until Christmas. A wonderful night and much to give thanks for. If you didn't enjoy yourself on this evening shame on you.
Next stop Kingstown, St. Vincent.
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EJ sorry I can't provide any specifics on size difference between the YC and the other ship. I think I heard it holds about 200 passengers to the Yankee Clipper's 64 plus crew. The Yankee Clipper is smaller than a football field. The jammerbabe sight as well as WJ compny home page I believe provides the info.
As for Bequia I think it is probably the one island I might think about living on. Just small and large enough at the same time. The lack of conveniences would be my drawback. We are sooo spoiled.
As for Bequia I think it is probably the one island I might think about living on. Just small and large enough at the same time. The lack of conveniences would be my drawback. We are sooo spoiled.
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Friday Kingstown , St. Vincent. I spent a quiet day on the ship and part of the afternoon in Kingstown. Had some personal things to take care of so not much to report. Would be nice if more shops opened at the cruise terminal as well as some restaurants. St. Vincent is only recently looking towards tourism to boost the econonmy. Large cruise ships have started to visit on a regular basis but still much to be done. Some of the passengers took the jeep trip touring the island, others did the speedboat tour along the Leeward coast.Some walked about the capital. One thing never ceases to amaze me, what people expect in an industrial working seaport. I heard comments like "It's so dirty" "There is so much poverty, how can people live like that" Duh it is a Third World country. Oh well I'll keep my thoughts on this to myself.
Around 3p time to pull anchor and head towards St. Lucia last time for Amazing Grace until next year. Tears again well up. My memories of the Grenadines and this trip are more than I could've hoped for. I watch the coast as we slowly glide past, we round the point and I watch Kingstown fade from my sight. It is a beautiful site as we pass the small villages. Extreme blue sky, few clouds and a gentle breeze, could not have asked for a better afternoon. As I rest my chin on the railing the gentle rocking, warmth of the sun, and the scenery mesmerize me to the point of falling off to sleep. The hills are so green you can't imagine. Last village in view is Fancy located on the most northern tip of the island then open sea to St. Lucia. We ride some fairly large swells as you rise and fall I can't explain the feeling other than exhilerating. Darkness falls and the few lights slowly fade in the distance. Captain's dinner Sly and captain Julian both toast, Turbo does his Ceasar salad and banans flambe presentation. Quite tasty and a fitting beginning and end to the meal. The mood is quiet as we reach St. Lucia. After docking it is still alittle early so some of the crew take a break and head for the city lights. Some of us passengers sty up tlking with each other, the Captain and other crew. Quiet and subdued even somewhat sad knowing most of us will depart the next day. I sleep well. No need to arise early I am spending a day on St. Lucia so will get to sleep in. Breakfast is served buffet from 5-6a until 10a. Lynn and I finish packing, have breakfast and visit a little longer. So hard to leave. I depart the way I was greeted hugs all around and then it's time to climb in the taxi. Until next time........
We arrive at the CoCo Palm. Beautiful hotel, reasonably priced and helpful courteous staff. I immediately ask if at all possible to book a massage. Yes 3pm. The therapist was knowledgeable and skilled. I too am an MT so I was quite impressed. I was so relaxed afterwards I didn't even feel like going to dinner. I fell into a deep sleep. WOW. Dinner was very good. I had surf and turf, sweet potato, and for dessert chocolate volcano or something like that. As good as the food was I'm sorry but I can't remember the name of the restaurant which was within walking distance of the hotel. Guess that massage was so good my brain relaxed too. After dinner we walked back to the hotel and decided to call it a night. Our flight was scheduled for 7:30a which meant an early wake up call.
Sunday we leave St. Lucia. Security was very tight. We were required to allow the checkers to look thru our bags immediately prior to boarding the plane. A necessary inconvenience in this day and age. I'm glad security is taken seriously. We alnd in San Juan and have a bite to eat and wait it out for the connecting flight to JFK. What a zoo. We were routed to a different terminal, and then walked outside to get to another security check point, crazy crazy crazy. Makes me appreciate Pittsburgh International that much more. Flights are being cancelled, delayed, and then uncancelled. Absolute chaos. Our flight is announced and we board at the time we were supposed to depart, hey at least we're leaving. QWe wait until another jet gets out of the way so we can proceed for take off. The pilot announces we are #30 in line. Finally we land. It's good to be back in the 'Burgh safe and sound. Now it's time to get ready for Christmas.
Happy Holidays everybody.
Around 3p time to pull anchor and head towards St. Lucia last time for Amazing Grace until next year. Tears again well up. My memories of the Grenadines and this trip are more than I could've hoped for. I watch the coast as we slowly glide past, we round the point and I watch Kingstown fade from my sight. It is a beautiful site as we pass the small villages. Extreme blue sky, few clouds and a gentle breeze, could not have asked for a better afternoon. As I rest my chin on the railing the gentle rocking, warmth of the sun, and the scenery mesmerize me to the point of falling off to sleep. The hills are so green you can't imagine. Last village in view is Fancy located on the most northern tip of the island then open sea to St. Lucia. We ride some fairly large swells as you rise and fall I can't explain the feeling other than exhilerating. Darkness falls and the few lights slowly fade in the distance. Captain's dinner Sly and captain Julian both toast, Turbo does his Ceasar salad and banans flambe presentation. Quite tasty and a fitting beginning and end to the meal. The mood is quiet as we reach St. Lucia. After docking it is still alittle early so some of the crew take a break and head for the city lights. Some of us passengers sty up tlking with each other, the Captain and other crew. Quiet and subdued even somewhat sad knowing most of us will depart the next day. I sleep well. No need to arise early I am spending a day on St. Lucia so will get to sleep in. Breakfast is served buffet from 5-6a until 10a. Lynn and I finish packing, have breakfast and visit a little longer. So hard to leave. I depart the way I was greeted hugs all around and then it's time to climb in the taxi. Until next time........
We arrive at the CoCo Palm. Beautiful hotel, reasonably priced and helpful courteous staff. I immediately ask if at all possible to book a massage. Yes 3pm. The therapist was knowledgeable and skilled. I too am an MT so I was quite impressed. I was so relaxed afterwards I didn't even feel like going to dinner. I fell into a deep sleep. WOW. Dinner was very good. I had surf and turf, sweet potato, and for dessert chocolate volcano or something like that. As good as the food was I'm sorry but I can't remember the name of the restaurant which was within walking distance of the hotel. Guess that massage was so good my brain relaxed too. After dinner we walked back to the hotel and decided to call it a night. Our flight was scheduled for 7:30a which meant an early wake up call.
Sunday we leave St. Lucia. Security was very tight. We were required to allow the checkers to look thru our bags immediately prior to boarding the plane. A necessary inconvenience in this day and age. I'm glad security is taken seriously. We alnd in San Juan and have a bite to eat and wait it out for the connecting flight to JFK. What a zoo. We were routed to a different terminal, and then walked outside to get to another security check point, crazy crazy crazy. Makes me appreciate Pittsburgh International that much more. Flights are being cancelled, delayed, and then uncancelled. Absolute chaos. Our flight is announced and we board at the time we were supposed to depart, hey at least we're leaving. QWe wait until another jet gets out of the way so we can proceed for take off. The pilot announces we are #30 in line. Finally we land. It's good to be back in the 'Burgh safe and sound. Now it's time to get ready for Christmas.
Happy Holidays everybody.
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