This was a whirlwind adventure, and I was the worst travel companion. I tried to do everything. I mean, if I heard that pots were banging I would be there on my eyelid. Apparently you are supposed to stay on the ship and relax. I did the opposite. I ran myself tired, and hated the experience. The first stop was St. Thomas. One of the most beautiful islands I have ever seen, and as of the cruise, I've seen a few. The taxis are open buses called safaris. This picture is not mine-I can't find mine so I went to the
Virgin Islands This Week magazine for a pic. If there is an accident, your goose cook. I felt safe because they weren't going as fast as Jamaican taxis but still God forbid, if something happens, you chances of survival must be pretty low.
This was the beginning of the best one day trip ever. We spent good money going to the Amber museum, and up steps to the Inn at Blackbeard's Castle. The pool, the waterfall, the bar, the tour and rum tasting, the view, perfection. I could go back right now.
