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I am back on the mainland and blogging from Seattle with South Austin in the rearview mirror. Don't worry Virgin Island fans, I will most certainly be back in the Caribbean for visits if not full-time. And I'm sure St. Thomas will creep it's way into many future posts. For now, it's all about living in the Pacific Northwest!

April 17, 2010

Catching up...

I spent another week on Obsession and it was a quiet group and a quiet week. Though in Great Harbor the night of the Third World show at Foxy's, we did not go ashore. Our guests were two religious families that were not in to drinking, anywhere people were drinking, any beaches with beach bars where people were drinking, snorkeling, or spending too much time in the sun. This made it a little hard to plan an itinerary. I mean, that is KINDA what the Caribbean is about. There are other things to do but it takes awhile to put your finger on something that doesn't involve at least one of those things. It's like trying to decide on a non-mexican restaurant in Austin. So we went to the Baths. EVERYONE loves the Baths. It was spring break and the marina was full, but we were able to get a spot on the dock.
Arno and one of the guests even had the time to fit in a lengthy bike ride across Virgin Gorda. The guests were very nice and were quite the foodies so the week was filled with lots of Petra's cooking and Arno's homemade pasta. Did I mention that he hangs it in the wheelhouse to dry? It's really cool. They really pulled out the stops in the gally this week. After some quiet beaches, the baths, hiking, and lots of incredible food, the week was over. I did manage to snap a few quick pics.

These doggies getting bathed while waiting outside of Spanish Town were adorable. They navigate the boat ladders and decks like they were born on that boat. Maybe they were! And the other one of a bare boat that was courteous enough to anchor on top of us. It took an unimpressive and unorganized drag and release maneuver by them to get free of us. Entertaining for sure. This charter done, I waved goodbye to Arno, and raced to Trellis Bay where I hopped into a cab with Mitch and made a harrowing ride across Tortola. We had to make it all the way to West End (after missing the ferry at Roadtown) in order to catch the ferry back to Charlotte Amalie for my next charter which started the next morning. Next Post coming soon!

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