We began our day in the usual way of coffee on the balcony , then a buffet breakfast in the cafeteria. Since "it's a long way to Antigua" we rushed to get lounges poolside. We knew it would be crowded around the pool. Sunny,bright and very humid.
While sunbathing, a young cocktail waitress noticed Bob's tattoo and stopped. She said,"Aku. Me. My country." Bob was startled and pleased to see someone recognize his tattoo. We sought her out later to ask her country and the meaning of the word. She is from Indonesia and Aku means "me" in her language.
After 50 hours at sea we docked at St. John at 4:00 o'clock. All of the people who had booked excursions hurried off the ship to meet their buses,etc. We took our time to exit the ship and enter the hubbub of St. John. We were met at the end of the pier by a hoard of folks selling tours, trips and souvenirs. We literally had to push our way through to the main street.
We walked several streets observing their shops. We noticed a few Internet Cafes,so took advantage of one to receive and send email and check on Jordy's playoff status.
The smell of open or slightly covered sewer at curbside,was a complete turnoff.
Hindsight is wonderful! Bob and I should have taken one of the many taxis and spent an hour touring and we would have had a much better opinion of Antigua.
The entertainment was poolside that evening. We returned to our room early so that we could sit on the balcony and watch the people return to the ship.
Our neighbour on the next balcony shared the time with us. Small world! He was from Waterloo and had honeymooned in Antigua,17 years ago.
We set sail at 11:00 PM. (to be continued)
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