St.
John, US Virgin Islands Trip Feb. 17-25, 2007
(more pictures coming
soon!)
Fri.
Feb.
16:
We
had
a 6:00 am flight out of Rochester, NY (cheapest airfare) on
Saturday
-
so instead of worrying about snow & driving, we got a
Super
8
cheap room only 8 miles from the airport on Friday night,
and
stayed
there. I had found
out the employees at the airport
counters
did
not get there until 4:30 am - so we planned to be
there
by
then. I had found
the cheapest way to park - Economy
Parking
outdoors
with a shuttle to the airport.
Before dinner in
Rochester,
we
drove by the airport to just see where the parking
was,
and
it was a good thing - because they had closed the 2
economy
parking
areas - so they could plow the parking lots. They
had
a
3rd lot further away that we found. Had dinner at a nice
Greek
diner,
went to bed early.
Sat.
Feb.
17:
Got
up
at about 3:30 am and headed over to the airport parking.
Parked
the
van, put on light jackets, and had just missed a shuttle
coming
out
of the lot. Got the
next shuttle, after watching over a
dozen
new
cars pulling in to park as well.
Got on the shuttle, and
he
picked
up everyone he could, then he started heading out. Then
he
stopped,
and turned the shuttle around, and went back for more
people. This was all taking a
lot longer than we had planned.
Finally,
he
left the lot, and halfway to the airport, the shuttle
went
dead. He had to try
several times to start it up again, and
finally
got
it going. But then,
about a few thousand feet from the
terminal,
it
died for good. By
then, the passengers revolted and
demanded
we
be let off so we could run to the terminal. He let us
go
...
and we went out in the zero-degree weather to run to the
terminal. I went a little ahead
to get in line. When
I entered
the
terminal,
my heart sank. The
line for the Northeast counter
was
about
100 people long, and we had less than 45 minutes to get
on
our
international flight. A
woman who was on our shuttle from
the
parking
lot zoomed ahead saying "we'll never make that
flight"
...
so I followed her. She
went right up to the front of
the
line,
and yelled for help, claiming she had an international
flight
to
Detroit. I piped up
- "I'm on the same flight".
Amazingly,
a
counter woman started taking her bags and getting her
through. So, after her, I
followed suit and asked for help, and
another
woman
started helping me. She
had me try the kiosk, but
after
swiping
my passport, it said I did not have an E-ticket - to
get
counter
help. Ugh. Then she checked me in
... but ran out of
staples. She had to staple my
paper tickets to the boarding
passes
...
and could not find staples.
So, she spent the next 10
minutes
looking
in drawers all over, finally finding out they were
in
her
main drawer the whole time.
Then she stapled the wrong
tickets
to
the wrong boarding passes.
She got mixed up because
there
is
a Scott James and a James Scott on the list. (who’s
brilliant
idea
was that?! - mine) So she had to tear
apart the
staples,
and
re-staple them. So
... you think this is fun?
Keep
reading
....
meanwhile, I have waved Carol & the kids up to the
front
of
the line, so we could check the bags. Finally, as I am
about
to
leave the counter, I notice there are only 3 luggage
stickers
in
my hand, but we checked 4 bags.
She looked at the 3
behind
her
- but it was the 4th that was missing. I told her, and
we
finally
found it by the x-ray scanners, and she pulled the 4th
sticker
off
and gave it to me. Carol
had taken the kids to get in
the
next
line - security - and I then ran over to find them. Now
we
had
another huge line to get through - but it moved fairly
quickly.
Thank
goodness we didn't get singled out as a random
search
victim. We got to
our Gate just in time and got on our
plane
-
which ended up a little behind schedule. Whew ... aren't
vacations
for
relaxing? We flew
into Detroit .. and had a layover
of
a
little less than an hour - before taking a 4.5 hour flight to
San
Juan
PR. We had a 4.5
layover in San Juan, and had dinner at
the
airport
and relaxed. From
San Juan, we took a tiny plane (only
seats
9
passengers) to St. Thomas.
Plane: http://www.jimlawrence.com/VI/Plane-PR-to-StThomas.JPG
We were taken out to the
airstrip
-
but the pilot was missing.
We had to wait about 15
minutes
before
he arrived - I guess we were a little early. They
asked
me
if I wanted to sit in the co-pilot seat - and I accepted.
I
felt like I was back with my father-in-law in his plane. The
pilot
introduced
himself, and said: "My name is A'mar". He turned
out
to
be nice. We departed about 7pm, so there wasn't much to see
but
the
city lights of San Juan. We
landed in St. Thomas after a
30-minute
flight,
but only found 3 of our 4 bags at the airport. I
went
to
the counter and had to fill out the long missing luggage
form. Here's what they
actually told me why the 1 bag might be
missing: "There were 3 iguanas
on the runway, and they may have
tried
to
avoid them and that's why your bag might be missing." Boy
-
and I thought I was good at making up excuses! It turned out
that
the
next flight - 20 minutes later - had Scott's bag on it -
so
we
found a taxi to take us to Red Hook for the ferry over to St.
John. It was a roller
coaster taxi ride through a very busy
highway
...
took over 45 minutes to get across St. Thomas. We got
dropped
off
at the ferry station, which to me looked more like some
town
dump
that was under construction.
There was a ticket booth,
but
no
one in it. There were some seedy looking characters hanging
around. Immediately,
there was an older man who ambled up to us,
and
said
- "You going to St. John?"
He started taking our bags,
and
piling
them on a big push cart. He
talked
incessantly, and
said
"he
had been working here for 20 years". I think he meant
to
say,
"Scamming
here for 20 years" .... but
he took us down to the
ferry
dock,
and talked to us until it got her.
Funny how when you
say
you
are from upstate New York, or anywhere in NY for that
matter,
that
you are automatically from Brooklyn. Finally - we
ended
up
paying some large woman the money for the ferry ride - and
I
tipped the old man $3. As
we walked up the ferry - he started
yelling
loudly,
"I get $1 per bag!" - but a ferry official (who
finally
showed
up) told me to go ahead and ignore him. The old man
kept
yelling,
but the official warned him off, and we sat down for
the
ride. Not exactly
something you want to go through after over
17
hours
of travel. The
ferry ride was only about 20 minutes, and
we
arrived
at St. John around 10pm. (11pm our time) We found a
taxi
-
which in St. John are open-air taxis with a canvas roof ...
and
paid
$28 to ride to Cinnamon Bay, our campground.
The
temperature
was in the lower 80's - and a little humid. The
roads
are
very steep and very windy.
When we arrived at the Camp -
our
name
was tacked on the bulletin board with a map to our cottage
-
#9D. It was dark,
but enough cottages were lit so we could see
ok. We found our cottage,
and collapsed for sleep. We
walked
right
by
the ocean to get there, and could hear the waves on the
shore.
Sun.
Feb.
18:
We
slept
in a little - was a beautiful day.
The campground is
right
on
the beach, and our cottage was only about 40 steps to the
white
pure
sand.
Cottage: http://www.jimlawrence.com/VI/Cottage-CinnBay.JPG
The cottages are offset to the left of the rest
of
the
camp, so it was really quiet, and away from the main
entrance
where
people visiting would come in.
Cinnamon Bay is the
longest
beach
on St. John, so people didn't tend to walk down to
our
section. The water
has a clear turquoise color that is hard to
describe
in
words.
View of beach near cottage: http://www.jimlawrence.com/VI/ViewfromCottageBeach.JPG
The cottages are 15x15 rooms, with 4 single
beds,
a
table, 4 chairs, a refrigerator, 2 big fans, and silverware
and
dishes,
4 big beach towels, and linens and pillows. It has a
cement
floor,
with just a carpeted welcome mat inside the door.
They
have
electricity. On the
front porch is a picnic table, and
they
also
supply a propane grill, as well as a BBQ grill. There
was
a
water spigot just in front of our cottage for rinsing off
sand,
brushing
teeth, etc. We used
a communal shower / bathroom
that
had
3 shower stalls, 3 toilets & 2 sinks. I walked up to the
front
desk
by 8 am to get our key. We
had read about people on St.
John
being
"on island time" ... and this was true. Employees tend
to
be
very slow, and take their time doing everything, so you just
have
to
change you pace. It's
not dramatically slow - but it's not
for
impatient
people. Businesses
open "about 10 or 11", and
usually
have
signs like "Open sometimes early, sometimes late".
Once
we
had some granola bars for breakfast, we decided to do some
snorkeling
right
off our beach to the little island right next to
our
beach. It is called
"Cinnamon Cay" (the Cay is pronounced
"key") We got our masks
adjusted, and Katie & I stuck our heads in
the
water. The first
thing we noticed, right away, was how clear
the
water
is. The 2nd thing
we noticed, was that right in front of
us
was
a manta ray, with a small parrot fish swimming right towards
us. The stingray swam
right under us - and it happened so quickly
that
Carol
& Scott had missed it.
The first thing Katie did was
to
lift
her head out of the water and start yelling, "a stingray, a
stingray!".
TK with mask: http://www.jimlawrence.com/VI/Katie-mask.JPG
I
reminded her to put her head back in the water so
she
could
look at it. We
started swimming out (floating, really)
to
the
island. The salt
water is so buoyant, that it takes no
effort
at
all to float. You
just paddle your arms and/or legs, and
you
move
right along. We
first started seeing tiny little silver
fish,
swimming
right in front of us as we went along. Thousands of
them.
Fish: http://www.jimlawrence.com/VI/Fish.JPG
Once we got closer to the island, coral started showing up,
and
beautiful
colored fish and plants came into view. We had Dr.
Johnson's
guide
book, and learned that what we saw most of were
tangs,
angelfish,
needlefish, parrotfish, trunkfish, butterfly
fish,
wrasses,
damselfishes, and more. The
coral
life was varied,
with
giant
purple fans, golden elkhorn, black sea urchins,
gorgonians,
giant
brain corals, and more. It
was very pleasant,
just
slowly
floating around and observing everything. Hundreds of
colorful
fish
would swim right by.
We spent about an hour and a
half,
and
then snorkeled back to the beach, where we took a little
relaxing
swim. There was a
reggae band (keyboards & 2 singers) on
the
beach
playing live music. We
had PB&J sandwiches for lunch at
the
cottage. Since we
didn't get our rental car until Monday - we
had
dinner
at the Camp restaurant - called the Tree Lizard Restaurant.
https://www.cinnamonbayvi.com/eat
You
would
order your food ahead of time, then sit and they would
bring
your
food. We had
Mahi-Mahi, BBQ Chicken, and fruit
smoothies. The band was back
playing at the restaurant, and they
sounded
good. We played
cards in the evening and slept well. It's
great
sleeping
to the sounds of the ocean.
Mon.
Feb.
19:
I
took a taxi into Cruz Bay to pick up my rental car, and got
there
around
8:15
am. No one was
there ... so I walked around a little.
Someone
showed
up at 8:30ish, but said that I would have to wait
until
the
person who had my car returned it.
He even called her on
the
phone,
and woke her up out of bed - but she said she was
returning
it
at the designated time - 10:30 am.
So, I called Carol
&
told
her I'd be late - and then walked around Cruz Bay. It is a
small
town,
but busy with shops, restaurants, clubs, etc. I
stopped
at
a Texas Cafe for an English Muffin and sausage ... then
stopped
in
at the National Park Visitor Center, where I picked up a
great
map
of the island, (map)
and looked at their displays on history
and
nature
on the island. I
found an ATM machine and took out a
little
money,
since we had spent more cash on taxis & the ferry
than
I
had expected. Finally
got the car - a Jeep Compass - nice
4- wheel drive SUV that seats 5.
Went back to Cinnamon Bay, and got
the
family
and drove over to Francis Bay, just a couple beaches
east
of
us on the north side of the island. They had a nice hiking
trail
there,
and we saw some house ruins and some nice views. Then
we
had
PB&J lunch at the beach.
Went snorkeling right off the
beach,
and
saw lots of coral and fish.
A young boy was snorkeling
nearby,
and
shouted to us that he saw a sea turtle, so we swam over
to
join
him. We could see it clearly, swimming slowly along the
bottom
of
the sandy beach, and it even came up 3 times for air
right
by
us to the surface. It
was wonderful to watch. Then
Carol
&
I
went for a long walk on the beach while Katie & Scott
snorkeled
near
the
shore. Got back to
the cottage for showers, and then
drove
into
Cruz Bay and found a grocery store. The prices were a
little
higher
than normal, but not too bad at all. We walked
around
the
gift shops, and had dinner at the Lime Inn Restaurant.
Excellent
seafood,
Katie & I shared a seafood & pasta medley, had
Clam
Chowder,
great stuff. We
looked at some more gift shops after
dinner
-
the best one was Pink Papaya - next door to the restaurant
-
and had the most colorful selection of ceramics, glassware,
jewelry,
everything. Around
8:15 we went to the ferry dock, and
met
my
younger brother Tom right as he came off the ferry. Tom is
from
Denver,
CO ... and we love vacationing with him. He hadn't
eaten
dinner
yet, so he had dinner at a dockside restaurant while
we
talked
about our travel stories. We
stopped
for a few more
groceries,
then
headed to Cinnamon Bay for the night. We had some
chocolate
cake
to celebrate our meeting with Tom successfully. We
checked
Tom
into his tent site - a 4-person size tent with
screening
and
all on a wooden platform. He
had a propane lamp
there
-
but never needed to use it.
We
spent a little more time
catching
up at our cottage, then we went off to bed.
Tues.
Feb.
20:
It
had
rained during the evening, and the morning was fairly
stormy,
with
big waves out on the ocean.
We decided to go to the
south
side
of the island, where the waves wouldn't be so big, and
drove
for
about 20 minutes to Saltpond Bay. It was much calmer at
the
Bay,
and since it was drizzling rain, we went snorkeling
first. It was good
visibility, and we even saw a small nurse shark
on
our
swim. After
snorkeling, we decided to hike up the Ram's
Head
Trail,
a long trail that goes up to the top of a large hill
that
overlooks
the ocean. We sat
on the rocks for our lunch.
It
rained
the
first half of the hike, which was nice because it kept
us
cool. There were
lots of cactus, and large plants on this side
of
the
island, a lot of variety that we didn't see on the north
side. The trail worked its
way up and down and onto a long pebble
beach. We chatted with some
hikers coming back, who told us of an
island
legend
- that if you carry a stone to the top of the
mountain,
and
throw it into the sea - you can yell out a wish as
the
stone
is in the air, and if it reaches the waves below - it
will
come
true. So we each
took a stone to the top. We
each took
turns
making
wishes. It was a
great hike, and at the top you could
see
for
miles and miles. Wonderful
vistas. We saw a
large Hermit
Crab
on
the trail. Beautiful
orange and blue colors. We
hiked
back
down,
and drove back to Cinnamon Bay for a swim in the
ocean. Then we took
showers, and drove over to Coral Bay to a
casual
restaurant
called "Skinny Legs", which we had read about.
It
was
a very low-key place, with simple chicken, burgers, chili- dogs
and Mahi-Mahi sandwiches. They
had some gift shops that we
looked
through,
then came home.
Wed.
Feb.
21:
It
rained
hard in the morning, so we played UNO in our cottage for
a
while. Tom was
beginning to think that it rained all the time
here. But I assured him that
the car rental lady told me that they
have
had
very little rain at all in a while, and that this was
unusual. After it stopped
raining, the sun came out and we showed
Tom
the
Sugar Mill ruins right across the street from the
campground. It turned
out to be a gorgeous day. We
drove over
to
Leinster
Bay on the north side - and hiked out the Leinster Bay
Trail
to
Waterlemon Bay. It
was a long hike along the shores of
the
beach,
and we got out to a point that was close to Waterlemon
Cay,
a
tiny island just off shore.
We snorkeled out to it, and
snorkeled
all
the way around the whole island.
Lots of beautiful
fish
and
coral to see. It
was a more difficult swim back to shore,
with
the
current working against us, but we got back fine. It
helps
not
to be in a hurry. We
hiked the long way back to our
car,
and
drove back via Francis Bay so we could show Tom the house
ruins
at
Francis Bay. We
drove back, but past our camp to show
Tom
the
overlook over Trunk Bay, which has in my opinion the most
gorgeous
view
on the whole island. The
view of Trunk Bay was
actually
the
reason we came here ... it had showed up on my
WebShots
program
- and it looked so beautiful I decided over a year
ago
to
try and get here. Here's
my picture of it:
http://www.jimlawrence.net/100_5764.JPG
We
drove
back to the cottage, and showered and dressed. We drove
into
Cruz
Bay, and went to dinner at The Fish Trap, another place
Carol
had
read about. We were
starved, and the 3 boys had
all-you- can-eat steamed blackened shrimp, and wok & salted
shrimp. We
finished
our
1st round of shrimp, and ordered a second helping.
The
girls
went shopping during round two.
Delicious! We
waddled
around
some
gift shops, and then headed to the cottage.
Thursday
Feb.
22:
A
great sunny day. In
the morning after granola bars we drove to
the
south
side of the island again, to Great Lameshur Bay, and took
the
Yawzi
Point Trail, to a little cove a good friend of mine at
Cornell
-
Professor Bill Ghiorse - told me about. It was his late
wife's
favorite
snorkeling cove - we called it "Annie's Cove" after
her. It was fantastic
snorkeling, with crystal clear water. We
saw
lots
including 3 squid. After
an hour and a half, we hiked
back
the
trail, looking at some old leper colony ruins. We went
over
to
Little Lameshur Bay, and found an abandoned house where we
had
our
PB&J lunch. We
took a hike over to Europa Bay, which had a
long
pebble
beach, and went snorkeling.
We were the only ones
there. Saw lots of
iridescent fish, angelfish, parrotfish, and as
small
nurse
shark hiding under some coral.
Hiked back, and drove
home
to
Cinnamon. Scott and
I went for a swim before showering.
We
noticed
on a map a restaurant in Cruz Bay that had a Mini-Golf
course,
so
we went there. It's
called The Compass Rose. It
had a
gorgeous
view
overlooking Cruz Bay, and they put us at a table
right
at
the overlook. The
sunset - and was picture-perfect.
There
was
live music - a girl singer with a guitar player. She
also
played
flute. We played
mini-golf after dinner - and it was a
gorgeous
course
- very well kept - with neat historical signs on
each
hole
that went through the completer history of the Virgin
Islands. Very interesting about
all the different country owners,
the
slavery
for sugar mills, the slave revolt for 6 months, etc.
The
course
was decorated with gorgeous flowers and palm trees.
On the
way
out, the female singer noticed my Ithaca hat - and said,
"Hey
-
I went to Ithaca College - Class of 2003!" Small world.
Friday
Feb.
23:
Another
sunny
day. Our morning
hike was a very short one up Peace
Hill
-
which had a windmill ruin, and beautiful views around the
islands. You can see St.
Thomas, Tortola and many other islands
from
St.
John. Katie and I
saw a little trail heading down the
hill,
and
we followed it all the way to the beach. We hiked back
up,
and
drove to a trail to Honeymoon Beach at Salomon Bay. It was
a
long trail down a huge mountain, but the beach at the bottom was
fantastic. It has a few small
half-size palm trees growing right
out
of
the sandy beach. Beautiful. We went for a long
snorkel,
and
the
water was especially clear.
Carol found a huge conch with
beautiful
pink
markings. Katie saw
a flat flounder fish, which
looked
so
much like the rock it rested on, that it took us about
3-4
minutes
to actually see it. It
finally swam a few feet - so we
could
see
it! Took the long
uphill hike back to the car - and
headed
back
to Cinnamon Bay for a hot dog lunch. Then we snorkeled
out
to
Cinnamon Cay. It
was a little murky, but cleared up enough
to
see
well. Afterwards,
we swam leisurely back at the beach. We
showered
and
then drove into Cruz Bay, and visited the expensive
Westin
Hotel. ($450 per
night) We walked around the grounds,
beautifully
manicured,
with grass lawns, a huge outdoor swimming
pool,
and
lots of buildings to stay in.
We ate dinner at Morgan's
Mango,
a
place right across from the National Park Visitor's
Center. It was a fantastic
dinner, and they had an older guitar
player
who
played old Caribbean songs and sang. We had seafood
kabobs,
citrus
chicken, jerked chicken sandwich, and Scott had a
cheeseburger. We stopped at the
grocery store for ice cream pops
for
dessert,
then headed home.
Sat.
Feb.
24:
We
had
breakfast, and then headed over to Trunk Bay early and got
there
by
about 8:30 am. No
one was there, even though the sign
said
they
open at 8:00 am, and so no one was there to collect the
$4
per
person fee. This
was the only beach with a fee, because it
is
here
that the only Underwater Trail exists. We were the only
ones
to
start out on the underwater trail.
They had blue & white
signs
at
the bottom of the ocean, that described different fish and
coral. We saw a lobster
hiding in the coral. Also
saw a huge
jawfish
-
the largest fish we've seen all trip. We went beyond the
underwater
trail,
and looked around the island, and then headed
back. By the time we got
back to the end of the trail, the crowd
had
started
to come in ... so the timing was perfect. We swam a
little
at
the beach, and then drove into town to shop a little.
Tom
got
4 T-shirts for $18 at a place we had done the same for
Scott. Then it was back to
the cottage for a hot dog and mac &
cheese
lunch. We drove
over to Coral Bay and got a little gas - ay
$3.27
per
gallon. Then we
tried to drive up Bordeaux Mountain
Road,
to
the highest peak on the island.
We kind of went a back
way
-
and the road got unpaved and extremely steep. We finally
couldn't
even
figure out where the road led, so we turned around on
a
tiny grassy spot. Without
4-wheel drive, I don't think we would
have
had
a chance. We found
a paved road to an overlook that was a
high
point
on Bordeaux Mountain, and stopped at a gift shop and had
gorgeous
views
of Coral Bay and beyond. We
bought a Christmas
ornament
at
the shop as our souvenir.
We drove back down to
Hawksnest
Bay,
and went snorkeling. We
saw a large manta-ray, and
a
squid among all the usual fish.
We finished the day with dinner
at
the
Cinnamon Bay Campground restaurant, the Tree Lizard
Restaurant. Salads came with mango
dressing, and we had fish and
chicken
dinners. Went
back and packed our stuff for the trip home.
Sun.
Feb.
25:
Got
up
and drove into town, and dropped everyone off at the ferry
dock
for
a 9:15 ride to St. Thomas.
I returned the rental car, and
walked
back
to the dock. We got
on fine, and took the 45-minute
ride
to
Charlotte Amalie ... where we saw 3 huge cruise ships
parked
in
the harbor. We got
a short taxi ride to the airport, and
went
through
customs and checked our bags.
We said goodbye to Tom,
who
got
an earlier flight than us - but knew we might see him in
San
Juan
because he had a later flight from San Juan. We had
snacks
at
the airport - then took the 9-seater plane to San Juan.
In
the
daytime we could see the islands clearly, and it was a very
scenic
flight. Got to San
Juan, and took a long time to find our
gate,
since
no one seemed to know where it was. It turns out at
Northwest
was
using American Airlines gates.
We got our boarding
passes
and
waited in the very crowded airport. Tom called us and
found
us - so we could
chat with him for a while before leaving.
It
was
another 4.5 hour flight back to Detroit. In Detroit - our
flight
was
delayed because they were having another snow storm in
the
Northeast
- and Rochester was getting snow.
We did board our
plane
late
- but after a while the pilot came on and said they were
trying
get
a hold of a person on the phone in Rochester, who worked
on
the
ground, who could give them a clearer idea of the runway
conditions. After almost an hour -
he reported that the weather
had
moved
off in Rochester - except now the ground crew in Detroit
was
on
a shift change - and there was no one to push the plane off
to
the
runway - so we waited some more.
Then when they arrived, we
had
to
get de-iced. Finally
got to Rochester, about 1am.
Had to
drive
on
un-plowed snowy roads back to Ithaca, and got home about
3:15
am. Had to work and
the kids had school the next day.
But
....
it was all worth it!
We
found
the island St. John to be spectacular, with gorgeous views
everywhere
we
went. The people
were very laid back, and went at a
slow
pace. There are
lots of other visitors all the time, so you
don't
really
stand out. The
water was very clear, and very warm to
swim
in. The salt water
made it easy to swim, all you needed was
to
paddle
a little and you'd go a long way.
The snorkeling was
excellent,
with
thousands of fish and coral to see. The hiking
trails
were
so numerous that it would take over a month do do them
all. The beaches were the
best we've ever seen. The
sand is pure
white,
and
never crowded. You
can park and swim anywhere you
like. The Cinnamon Bay
Campground was perfect, right on the beach,
and
had
all you would need. It
wasn't luxurious, but we spent most
of
the
time hiking and swimming. I'd
highly recommend it. We're
glad
we
rented a car, since the roads were so windy and hilly. We
never
saw
bicycle riders. Taxis
were available, but expensive.
There
are
only 3 roads on St. John, so it's easy to navigate
around. The only real "town"
is Cruz Bay, which has plenty of
shopping,
night
life, and restaurants. We
all really enjoyed
ourselves!
