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I prefer rum. Rum's good.
... my walk, I made dinner with a hot sauce that is made right on the island and is really hot, but in a good way. I then went to check out "the strip" as somebody from work recommended. The first place I saw was Mr. X's Shiggidy Shack. Hilarious name! I parked and checked it out. On the way in though, a creeper taxi driver stopped me to ask if I wanted to sleep with him. No pickup line or anything, just "we sleep together?" No, sir. ...
Charlestown
... for an extended time. It flourished as a plantocracy and there are many old plantations and sugar mills on the island. The old mills are crumbling, but the plantations have been converted into hotels where visitors relive the gracious old days with the evils of slavery upon which they were built. Two historical figures associated with Nevis are Alexander Hamilton, who was born here, and Horatio Nelson, who married Nevisian widow Fanny ...
St. Kitts
... who knows me is well aware of the fact I can’t stand children and am rarely ever around any of them. I felt quite uncomfortable sitting right next to one of the girls. At first I told Mike I wanted to leave or switch to another table. But he told me to deal with it and I made an effort to do so. But having dinner with a stranger family that has children is by no means my idea of a fun evening.
Fortunately the girls turned out to be well-behaved, and ...
Chillaxing in Nevis
... three groups. This was done so that
the ship would be under constant care and surveillance. We would have 3 hours
on then 6 hours off. Our shifts consisted of boat checks (make sure all was
well with the Ocean Star), bow watch, helmsman, and what I can only describe
and helmsman assistant. This constant vigilance and the sweet rocking of the
ocean made it amazingly easy to sleep in ...
A Caribbean Paradise found!!!
... scratched up after hitting some of the nastiest potholes in the western world!
A quick tour of Basseterre - nothing open on Sunday - and then to the airport to pick up the "delayed" suitcase... we jumped into a local "bus" - a mini-van - and arrived at the airport in a flash, as the other locals had to put up with our obvious detour from the expected "bus route". I apologised to them when we got out and tipped ...


