Last February 24 we returned home from our 69 day trip to the caribbean–and I started counting down the days until I’d be back here again.
The winter was frigid, the spring wet & brief, and as usual summer breezed by. Now, 26,092,800 seconds after i reappeared in the snowy tundra I am back in the equatorial climate on the tiny island of St. John.
So far this vacation has offered up lots of excitement for those who accept adventure, and i sure do. From ringing in the new years at the local bar to getting stung by jellyfish and everything in between.
A few days ago my family and I went to a a local beach fish fry, and when we arrived we were the only white people there. While some might have been scared away we embraced the idea. Whether it was because we’re just party people or because we wanted to get a taste of local culture (and some lobster.) The party was very fun and i took elsa on her first snorkeling trip this year in which we saw a starfish (see below) and a sea turtle. Afterwords I went a bar and watched the vikings play.
A few days later my family went to one of the many beaches and dropped anchor only to find 9 feet waves waiting for us. Gnarly. The second we laid foot on the beach Elsa and I were running full speed to get these waves.
But now our vacation is coming to an end. In a couple short days we will experience a dramatic 100 degree temperature drop when we arrive back in the colorless frozen land we call home. Back at home, its back to school, sports and friends. I guess that doesn’t sound so bad either.