The Star Clipper in the port of
Bridgetown, Barbados.
"And now is ze time on
Sprockets ven ve dance..." (I look like Dieter on Saturday
Night Live.)
Click here for the "normal" me.
We made it to our cabin (#117).
Whoohoo! (Surprisingly, the cabin seemed almost spacious and it
was evident someone gave its design a lot of thought.)
Did we mention it was a sailboat?
Mary is standing straight. It's the boat that's leaning! :-)
This is the on-board laundry
service. No seriously, it's the port hole in our cabin. To be
honest, this was a bit disturbing the first night. When we
started sailing we couldn't even tell if our port hole was above
or below water, but when the splash surprised us we knew we were
at the hairy edge... We didn't know if we could sleep without
drawing the curtain, but as soon as we hit the bed, we were out
cold.
Here's a nicer look out our window
the next morning.
What next?