The Champs, Hotel, Restaurant & Bar
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... sort of volcanic spa amenity. But it was Josiah's 35th birthday party that evening, so we headed home with haste.
I met Josiah McCain in college, about 15 years ago. "Met" may not be the appropriate word. I'm not sure we ever met. But I knew who he was. We didn't hang out. If anyone had told me then, that in 15 years I'd be on a tropical island making Josiah McCain a birthday card out of construction paper, well, I would have found that ...
... desperate, terrified, neurotically hard working. I made myself a deal. If I pulled off the fantastical feat of getting an A, I would allow myself to get a tattoo. If a B, a new dress. If a C, I promised to maintain my self respect.
A decade later, I still haven't decided what tattoo to get.
I believe I've implied that I have difficulty choosing. How much more difficult is a permanent decision! Tonya offered me just the step I needed. Near ...
I'm inspired by all the food in Tonya and Josiah's yard. I'm dreaming of having mango and avocado trees in my own back yard. I have to keep reminding myself that those things don't grow in Colorado. But pine nuts do! And peach trees. And raspberries. I may not be able to make a tropical yard, but I have renewed my lust for an edible yard.
The wind from Chantal knocked a bunch of food off ...
In the morning I awake under the mosquito netting. There's a breeze from my fan. The windows are open and I hear the sounds of birds chirping, or lizards singing. This morning was the sound of rain. Breakfast is wonderful. Eggs, mango, coconut, bacon, banana, avocado, coffee, or any combination thereof. All the fruit is fresh. Half of it falls directly into Tonya and Josiah's backyard. They have a mango tree, a starfruit tree, a golden apple tree (which is not like any golden apple you ...
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22/1 We left Le Marin and sailed along the coast to the pretty Grand Anse D’Arlet
and picked up a mooring, the snorkeling was excellent along a 300m boulder wall which dropped down to about 40ft at the outside end, masses of fish and all the corals,
the beech was pretty as was the village but very sleepy and very French.
23/1 we motored around the corner into a very strong wind and anchored behind “Les Trois ...