The photos below are what we saw.
Hurricane
Sandy had already been through the western part of the Caribbean
and we were getting some of the collateral weather
disturbances. It never actually rained on us, but it was
overcast and you can see the rain squall in the distance in the
photo above.
There
were some very nice lodgings next to the water.
This
hotel had a commanding view of the bay.
We
mustered the group and boarded a shuttle but headed for Megen's
Bay. En-route, we passed through a small city park.
We
passed this old warehouse that was mostly locked. I assume
that some of the locks had been broken by robbers.
At the
crest of the mountain the driver stopped to allow us to take in
the view. The other portion of St. Thomas is visible on
the horizon.
There
were a number of small islands that were visible as well.
The tour
driver told us that some of these islands were private property.
Below
was a nice tropical beach.
There were some
really nice places along the water. This one has a pool
on the 3rd story.
The
truck next to us was selling coconuts and he use a machete to
cleave them. His son was in the back doing his English
homework; topic of the day: declarative sentences.
Eddie
and Kathleen hiked a bit further up the hill to a seating area.
We
loaded up again and headed south to another viewpoint where we
could see our boat. Notice the smaller white ship next to
the cruiser? That is a private vessel. Life would
not suck if you had that much money to burn.
Visible
on the water is the town of Charlotte Amalie.
There
were plenty of sailboats anchored in the outer waters of the
bay. The white lines near the top of the photo above are
waves crashing over a reef.
We
loaded up again and headed back over the mountain to the north
side. As the highway came back down to sea level we could
see more nice homes with great views.
When we
finally got to the beach area we could see a large condo complex
across the small inlet.
The
beach was very nice with white shell sand. The water was
clear and there were many fish visible near the shore.
We
rented chaise lounges and everyone headed into the water.
Jessica
practices her floating technique.
Jessica
is many things, but camera shy is not one of them.
I was
contemplating something that was gnawing on my toes.
While
the political ads are interesting (Mr. Callwood looks about 17
years old), the real reason I took the photo was the sign on the
building for "Chicken Fried Latin Food". I have not had
it, assuming it is a style of preparation as opposed to the name
of the business.
I am
always whining about high fuel prices in San Diego, but perhaps
it is time to shut up.
We
returned to the cruise ship terminal and decided to eat lunch at
Sr. Frogs.
The
bartender was giving away free shots (cheap liquor, of course)
but Marguerite decided to try it anyway.
The
waitress saw my camera and offered to take a photo.
The
staff insisted on including their branded logo to the photo.
When we finished what
turned out to be a very mediocre lunch, we headed back to the
ship for departure to San Juan, Puerto Rico.
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