King's Beach Village
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... our first full day at sea and a much more relaxing leg of the journey,with interesting lectures, some competitive trivia comps and of course, more eating and drinking, and evening shows! It's exhausting doing nothing all day, so on a full tummy, tonight we sit back in our suite and prepare to relax to a movie before heading off to bed for a good night's sleep to another rolling swell on the Atlantic.
... We round the bend and there it is - Bombas. It's right on the beach and there's no one there but us. Heaven.
We have a chat with the owner, Wayne, and a farmer who has just delivered the organic vegetables that they use here. That inspires us to check out the menu and we decide to recommend to the others that we rerun here for a meal tonight.
Remember that Ruth and Malcolm are deserting us so that can go to Tides to be all lovey dovey ...
The boat was about 60 feet long. At the front of the boat were two webbed areas where people could sit or lay down. They were directly above the water. There was a covered area that could seat about 20 people. There was also a head below, so we had all the comforts of home.
Once we got into the open water, the captain turned off the motors and used the sails. We went north quite a ways.
3rd February 2011 - yes, it was time once again to leave the cold, grey, miserable British weather and gallivant off to sunnier climes. This time, we were due to join the Fred Olsen vessel MS Braemar in Bridgetown, Barbados to sail south to the mighty waters of the great Amazon River.
We left the house at 4.00am for the three-hour drive down to Manchester Airport. The roads were nice and quiet at that time of the morning, so ...
... think if they knew they were snorkeling in the middle of ocean worms? LOL.
Free rum (I'm getting to like this stuff) on the beach, music, dancing etc (an older crowd so not crazy or out of hand), then back to the ship. All good things have to come to an end. I only realized it when boarding my ship when I discovered my iPhone missing :-( I have to say I'm pretty crushed. It was one thing when I lost the last one (that was my fault), but this just feels bad. *&$%#