Day One

We made it to the island not without some drama.

We left around 5:30 AM for the airport, got through security to a boarding jet.

I didn’t have time to pee.

The plane flight to Atlanta is short by most standards so it was up to 22,000 feet then descend. They turned off the seatbelt light.

Our connection was tight. Again the plane was boarding the tiny regional jet to St Croix. They would not allow our carry ons and packed them in the plane belly.

After a three hour twenty minute cramped flight with a hard landing we were safe on the island. ….minus two bags. Couldn’t be…I saw them put the bags in the underbelly.

Turns out the door to the cargo bin was stuck for almost 2 hours. The cargo included live animals.

Finally we got the rental car, bags, made supper plans with Terry and Michael and headed to the hotel.

This place is nicer than I expected and I have stayed at many fine hotels. Our room alone must be 1000 square feet. They put me in the honeymoon suite under the name of Wreggie Hunnicutt. I am not kidding.

This room runs about $800 a night during the high season. Wreggie got it for $148.

This morning I installed my reader lenses in my dive mask. It is darn handy to be able to read gauges when life and death depend on this.

Oh, and a wonderful dinner with old friends and new friends. The Cultured Pelican rocks. Thanks Nikki and Mitch and all the staff. The lobster was the cap of a long day.

5 comments:

Judy said...

That view is beautiful!!! It all sounds fantastic. Keep blogging!

Rock Chef said...

Sounds just about perfect! Once you got there, anyway...

Phfrankie Bondo said...

...I had chili-mac last night...

Micky-T said...

Sounds great Wreggie...

Dive deep!

terri said...

All the drama must have made it that much sweeter to arrive in your favorite place!