Crikey – I almost dropped me Earl Grey Tea! It appears we are heading to ye olde British Virgin Islands for a week-long bareboat charter with two other couples. The boat is Ty Soizic, a 41 Lagoon catamaran. It’s conceived to meet the highest standards – while I, on the other hand was conceived to meet…nevermind. The boat has 5 showers! One of us will have to wait our turn or worse case, double up.
The plane tickets (gulp, see air masks) have been bought, so we are committed. All I know is we fly in, take a ferry somewhere, outfit the boat and head off. A self-admitted bad listener, all I heard was: leave from Tortola, blah, blah, rum, Wiley T’s, blah, blah, rum, Foxy’s, rum, blah, rum. I’m confident we will find a way to have fun in the islands, so no worries on the destinations. Our other shipmates have experience down there – I’ll let them and the wind determine the course. More to come as this exciting adventure unfurls.
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