As a side note, one of the things that I like about traveling is the chance to go all over the world and to talk with people who have different views and experiences. For example, the other people on the boat were all the way from Boxford, so their perspective, being about 10 miles from our home, was amazingly different. Not. In all, we met people from all over New England during this trip…
One of the reasons we chose this particular boat was the fact that there was a dog on board, Grommit. She was a wiley little sea dog and as far as she thought, she ruled the seas. Being in "doggie withdrawal," I probably took way too many pics of Grommit...
We anchored off of Jost Van Dyke and were taken ashore to the beach at White Bay. This epitomized what most people come to the islands for… sitting on the beach and drinking. The world famous Soggy Dollar bar, which is really a shack on the beach, is probably a million-dollar per year (if not more) operation that just pumps out Painkillers (a delightful rum drink), by the hundreds. Interestingly, because most juices have to be imported, it appears that it's cheaper for the bar to put more rum than juice in the drinks…
Anyway, the beach is littered with sun-burned tourists, killing the pain, and drinking the day away.
Soon, we were back aboard the catamaran and on the return trip to Soper's Hole and Tortola.
That night we capitalized on the villa's kitchen and had a "home cooked" meal. Lights out, and another day in the bag.
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