Month: June 2016

Nevis is the kind of place we always dreamed cruising would take us. It’s a humble, quirky, charismatic little island with a genuine personality and culture all its own. As we wandered around the village of Charleston, we immediately sensed a collective feeling of pride in the community. Immaculately groomed men, women, and children going about their days, running errands and playing in the cleanest streets and landscaped squares we’ve seen (not so much as a bottle cap in sight). Smiling locals kept stopping us – at the dinghy dock, in the garden, on the street, and outside the bank...

Schleppy is the word I use to describe how we felt upon arrival in Gustavia, the epicenter of St. Barts*. From the moment we tied up to the pristine, mega yacht adjacent dinghy dock, we realized that the Bahamas, this was not. Wandering around the cute, chic town in our best sea-worn threads, we were conspicuous, salty fashion victims, lost in a sea of couture caftans and seersucker. Even the customs officer stationed behind a counter of polished marble had a certain je ne sais quoi unmatched by other civil servants we’ve met in our travels. Underdressed as we...