The best laid plans…blah, blah, blah, you know the rest. As we have 2 stops in St. Thomas during the course of our cruise, I had something different planned for each visit. It’s the only port that we visit twice, once on each 10 day itinerary. Today I decided we were going to catch the ferry to St. John…and it was going to be real convenient too. We would disembark the ship at the Havensight Pier and walk approximately 5 minutes around the pier to where the ferry leaves. Easy, peasy…providing, of course, that the ship docks at the Havensight Pier…which it didn’t. It docked at Crown Bay. No worries…I CAN be flexible…I usually CHOOSE not to be…but I can be…so, we’ll just switch plans. Perhaps we’ll dock in Havensight on our next stop in 2 weeks.
So today we walked 45 minutes from Crown Bay to downtown St
Tonight we checked out the Princess Theatre for a very “Jersey Boys”-like performance by a group called The Unexpected Boys. They were quite good…but I wasn’t compelled to buy their CD.
The casino was absolutely packed tonight, so I couldn’t get near the roulette table to test my luck. Oh well…it’ll be there tomorrow night.
The Fuss Budget was a little elevated today…I’d put it around 30%
The second incident of the day that irked me was when I was in downtown St. Thomas. As most of you female readers can attest to, looking for a bathing suit is one of the least appealing shopping excursions there is. I have a 2 piece that I like, and the top is reversible. But don’t I get a hankering today to just pick up a cheap bikini top while in town
And lastly…tonight in the theatre for the show. Watching people taking their seats was a real exhibition of laziness. Picture this…theatre seats in rows of around 15. You can enter from either end. Of course the rows fill up from the centre aisle outward. Kier and I arrive and pick our row. There are a few people in it, on the aisle end. We walk all the way down and around, up the wall side and enter the row from that end to save everyone from getting up and us having to inch our way by them all while trying not to step all over everyone’s feet. That’s us…the exception to the rule. Not one other person would strain themselves to walk that extra couple of hundred yards to save climbing all over people to get to that seat at the very end of the row.
And don’t get me started on the people who refuse to walk up ONE floor on this ship. Especially from Deck 15 up to the buffet on Deck 16. I really have to bite my tongue when they get all huffy because the elevator arrives full and they can’t fit in. I just want to scream “here’s a novel flipping idea…why don’t you WALK!” Oh my…tomorrow’s another day!!!
That started from this tropic port
Sunday, October 04, 2015
St. Thomas, Virgin Islands US