Ugh what a night. It was a humid and sporadic rain/sprinkle kind of
night where we had to close up all the hatches and ports so it made it more
stifling below deck. I had to keep
opening the ports as soon as it quit for air and finally gave in and turned on
the fan after closing the ports for the umpteenth time. My head was pounding
and the pain was shooting through my jaws and back of my neck. I hoped that Steph was managing to sleep
through this heat.
Wayne dinghied over to Cruz Bay for customs only to return and say
that Steph and I both needed to be there to check in too. So things have
changed. Last time we checked into customs with Greg and Laura we were all
chased out and told “Captain only”. The Customs Officer this time “Frances” was
very personable and we were in and out in a jiffy. It was neat to see Cruz Bay.
It’s been many years. Never did see a hardware store but did notice how things
had changed. We thought maybe in the Lumberyard (a new complex to us) we might
find the hardware store that Tom works at but didn’t. Sorry Tom.
We checked out Mongoose Junction. It was nice to see it finally
finished but the Canvas Factory was gone. I loved their canvas bags too and was
hoping to get another. So we spent the late morning/early afternoon checking
out the stores while Wayne Limed and people watched then we had some lunch (steak
wraps and burgers) and dinghied over to Caneel Bay. We were told we couldn’t
leave the grounds and had to stay behind the beach chair line (ie don’t use our
beach) so we ended up dinghying back over to Cruz Bay to catch a ferry to
Cinnamon Bay.
I love that place. Seeing the park again, the showers, tents, store,
platform area where we’d eat and spend time playing games, was so special to
me. It brought back a lot of memories. The cat hanging out at someone’s tent
hoping for a hand out, the sound of peepers, the smells of the various plants,
wet tropical scents and the beautiful beach of white sand and turquoise water…
memories of special moments and sad moments rolled into feelings that made me
melancholy and happy at the same time.
We changed into our swim suits and jumped into the water, then
showered off the sand and saltwater and went to see what was on the menu at the
Raintree Terrace. I hated to say it but nothing appealed to me especially when
I saw that there were severe outbreaks of Denge Fever on St Johns. We’d have to
stay until after dark to eat there so we headed back again to Cruz Bay and had
some wonderful bbq chicken with slaw and corn on the cob at a place called
Uncle Joe’s. Good choice. The smells of the bbq entice you in off the street to
come sit in the little corner, open air restaurant. The actual meal did not
disappoint! It was wonderful washed down with Heineken and Presidente beer.
Very satisfying…
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| mmmmmm just looking at Steph's plate I can taste and smell the chicken allllllll over again |
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| grrrr sideways again! Steph and Wayne at Uncle Joe's - I WISH my brother could make this mmmmm |
The ride back to the boat in the dinghy was refreshing and the full
moon peeking at us behind the clouds kept drawing my eye up to the sky to enjoy
the orb playing peekaboo with us. St. Thomas is lighting up the sky in its
evening colors too and it’s all so very lovely. So what started out a hot and
headachy day turned out to be very enjoyable. Once again I feel so blessed.
What a lovely day it’s been…
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