Day 46: Domingo Dancing
I had to get up so early my legs where all shaky. Wurgh! I said my goodbyes to Mehrdad and wished him well on his endeavours. He tried to give…
Day 45: The Golden Ticket
Valentine's Day. My girl, Mandy, is on the other side of the world and every day I waste on this island is another day that I'm not spending with her…
Day 44: One Foot In Haiti
First things first, I needed to check for boats leaving for Cuba or Jamaica from the port. Mehrdad and I headed over the harbour and a guy took us around…
Day 43: ¡Hola Hispaniola!
We arrived in La Romana, in the Dominican Republic at around 8am. I had to be up early for customs formalities - the only person disembarking. I said my goodbyes…
Day 42: The Costa Fortuna
Got on the Internet as soon as I could and there it was - a message from Lorna, my guardian angel, bearing the heading ‘Costa cruise sorted for today'.I was…
Day 41: Beans, Bytes and Websites
A heavy dew had formed on me and my bags in the night. I prised myself up off the sun lounger and headed for a nice hot cup of tea.…
Day 40: Down and Out In Paradise
What a day. We arrived in Tortola, the main British Virgin Island, nice and early, and before long I was on a ferry (YES, A FERRY!!) heading over to St.…
Day 39: The Vivo Libre
I was going to work late into the evening, but I ended up crashing out at about nine like a big girl's blouse. But that's alright - I woke up…
Day 38: The Bells of St Martin’s
Kerri is a Kiwi and Andrew is British, but lived in South Africa for many years. We had spent the night sailing, eating Pringles and chewing the fat - politics,…
Day 37: Escape from Antigua
I scrambled like a fighter pilot down to the harbour. I have to leave today. I have to leave today. I stopped at the Waterfront Hostel on the way, attempting…