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| Travel Gear - H&M Bathing Suit and Ray Bans. |
We finished the paperwork and signed the safety waiver - I officially put my life in the hands of another. We rented a jeep for the day, they hand over the keys and you cross your fingers.
In the USVI's the cars are the same but drive on the opposite side of the road. "Stay left" was our mantra. Instead of saying hello, we greeted everyone with the salutation "stay left!" to which they pleasantly replied, "Stay left, mon!" Driving in St. John is exhilarating for the driver and terrifying for the passenger.
We turned left out of Caneel Bay and my white knuckle Wednesday began. The steep hills and severe turns had me
squeeing the whole way. Our mission was to beach hop and we loaded the cooler with olives, cheese and beer and threw our snorkel gear in the back. The first stop was the rocky beach of Annaberg, an old sugar mill ruin. We had Travelers ADHD and I got hungry so this trip lasted about as long as the hour hike and then we bolted for Francis Beach. Francis was less crowded and less rocky, but again, A quick snorkel and lunch break and then we were off for Coral Bay.
We jumped in the car for the longest leg of our trip, Coral Bay. The most transient of areas in St. John but still plenty to do and see. We steered straight for
Vie's, a sandwich shack off the beaten path offering soft drinks, beer, conch fritters, hot dogs, and Johnny Cakes. We grabbed a johnny cake and ventured out to the campground/beach. Here we stumbled upon
Angels Rest, a floating bar/unofficial welcome center for the islands. We purchased a $5 dollar coke with the option of free rum. A snorkel-up bar with a gorgeous view and questionable clientele.
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| Angels Rest |