I had a real breakfast, then Carl and I went down to participate in the morning trivia contest and noticed that Christmas decorations had been put up while we slept. These people never sleep. We did badly at trivia so we went ashore.
The port area in St Thomas is like any other port in the Caribbean, with about a hundred jewelry stores and not much else. We decided to take a $4 taxi ride into the city and we were unfortunate in that we were assigned the Taxi Driver from Hell. He whizzed us through the port area like he was in a video game, then hit a curb at the end of the ride, causing one of the passengers to bang her head. Carl and I escaped without serious injury. And what did we find?
A hundred jewelry stores and not much else.
We did stumble across the birthplace of Camille Pissarro, the French/Dutch impressionist painter. And there were some alleyways that were quaint, but difficult for Carl to navigate with his walker. I think we spent less than an hour in the downtown area of St Thomas before heading back to the ship.
We made it back in plenty of time to attend the 5:15pm trivia session and again got our asses kicked. How many strings in a grand harp? You didn’t know it was 47? No, you can’t be on our team.
For the first time on the cruise we dined with other passengers. We were fortunate to get a very pleasant younger couple from Montreal and two women from Fort Lauderdale. A lively dinner. I think we have some new cruise friends.
It was Italian Night. I had the lasagna. Very good.
We spent several hours in the casino with Carl winning about $150 at roulette and me losing my entire $50 investment on the slots. But a $50 loss over 4 days ain’t bad.
