Kinda cool to wake up as you sail into TWO countries’ lands–with room service breakfast on your balcony.
We arrived in St. Maarten (French), Sint Maarten (Dutch). By either name, it’s a lovely island that truly lives up to its universal nickname: The Friendly Island.
Yes, we played in the waves, got footrubs and walked the long stretches of lovely soft sand. (No, we didn’t do “as in Rome” and participate on the nude beach side. Although as our teenage fashion-conscious daughter noticed, that would avoid tan lines. Pas tres bien, mon amie!)
We also shopped a bit, mom got to see some churches, and then headed back to our boat via water taxi after a gloriously friendly day.
Thanks for writing your culture on our hearts and minds, Saint Maarten. J’adore.