March 7th, Friday

We spent most of this morning reading in the tent. It is amazing how quickly a book gets read when you don’t have any interruptions. Rich was plowing his way through “Animal, Vegetable, Miracle” while I was getting to the end of “Middlesex.”

By early afternoon, we decided we ought to leave the tent at least once, so we headed out to Little Maho Beach to do some more snorkeling. We didn’t see much new, but it was nice to get a closer look at a few things we had seen the day before.

When late afternoon rolled around, we had finished snorkeling and were wondering what to do with our evening. We decided a trip into Cruz Bay would be interesting.

On the taxi ride down, we actually saw a cyclist!! She was headed up the hill on a tri bike. Needless to say, we were impressed. We had mentioned how fun riding these roads would be, but we didn’t think we would see anyone crazy or brave enough to do it. Go Super Woman, you ROCK!

Cruz Bay was typical of an area designed for tourist shopping. Hens and their chicks roamed freely everywhere. Unfortunately, I arrived in Cruz Bay with a full bladder. We searched for a restroom for half an hour with no results.

The situation was getting more urgent so we decided to make ourselves “patrons” of a place that owned a bathroom. We settled on “JJ’s Texas Coast Cafe” mainly because of proximity. The nachos were excellent , the Kiwi Colada was strong, the bathrooms worked and the dinner show was amusing. What? you ask. JJ’s Texas Coast Cafe doesn’t have a dinner show! Oh, but it does if you sit facing the city center park where the drunks hang out. We got to see “Donkey Jeff’s” rendition of “Why did you kick me in the head while I was sleeping you f&**#$ing b$%$^d mother f^&*()%$!” . . . very moving . . .

After our snack and drinks, we spent some time shopping. There were the typical tourist shops. The only cool one was The Friends of Virgin Islands National Park. It was chock full of ecofriendly gifts and recycled products. Lots of unique souvenirs and all the profits go to benefit the park.

On the way back to meet the shuttle back to Maho, we walked past two gentlemen standing on the sidewalk. As we passed we heard one of them say, “Looking for the shuttle to Maho Bay?” We both stopped in our tracks not believing that he knew where we were going. So, I turned around and said with a big smile, “Do we look like we belong at Maho Bay? (If you’ve never been here before, Maho Bay Camps attracts a somewhat crunchy granola type crowd.)” Everyone laughs this laugh that meant, “Oh yes, you do look like it!”

Stay tuned for more!!

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