Day eleven: 06:40 Watermelon Cay, St. John USVI

I am still suffering some aftereffects from the nose enema I received yesterday while snorkeling. The odd thing is I can remember a lot of stuff I have forgotten over the years and the wind whistles the finish national anthem up my nose… I can report that at least the sap has ceased running.

The Euchre tournament has taken a turn for the worst. We are now at 8 for the women and 7 games for the men. Last night Louise was so friggin lucky we made her pee in a cup and we sent it out for testing. They are poor winners. We played less than stellar with rotten cards.

I forgot to mention that the gas dock operator in Cruz Bay, a rather large fellow with at least 30 pounds of gold around his neck took me aside and whispered for $20 I will tell you where the Christmas Lady is… Holy crap, international intrigue. I was a little reluctant to pay as that amount is 1.5 bottles of Goslings and he was unable to provide proof of life. I can see why you wouldn’t carry a photo… This guy was a very efficient as a marine operator though and had us directed around and out of there very quickly.

Accidentally we were in a girlie bar and the pole was very significantly bent. I fear she has been forced into seedy work to survive. We will get back to Virgin Gorda our last week on the boat and I will re-visit the scene of the crime and we still have to get up the mountain and have lunch at hog heaven.

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Christmas lady in pink
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Christmas lady at table with her friend and her faithful dog Clawd in the foreground

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