The Definition of Trade Winds
09.02.2011 - 09.02.2011 75 °F
Sitting at the table of our room at Gallows Point in St John, staring through the floor-to-ceiling doors at water in every shade of blue the meaning of trade winds was not hard to determine. It is a wind that you would not want to trade for anything and you would trade any other place for a spot where these trade winds keep you cool under the tropical sun.
The flight to St Thomas was uneventful ... we even arrived early and walked off the giant Boeing 757 just like you see presidents do.
The taxi ride from the airport to the Red Hook ferry landing was a different story. The ride there included numerous streets with only inches to spare on each side of the van, hills with a 25 degree angle and 100's of hairpin turns. We did make it to Red Hook in one piece and had 40 minutes before the ferry Caribe departed so we grabbed 2 rum punches ... the start of a night that included too much alcohol and not enough food.
The sunset was incredible as we crossed from St Thomas to St John and by the time we checked into our condo, it was dark. We quickly hit the streets for the short walk into Cruz Bay and passed all the big name eateries and pubs ... just getting a lay of the land. Most places were pretty subdued, but the Sun Dog Cafe had a big, lively crowd watching a three-man band. We did not catch the name of the band ... we claim starvation as a defense.
We decided on Rhumblines for food and had another round of drinks ... margarita and mojito while we waited for a table. It took a really long time to get our food, but it was quite good. We had crab cakes, shrimp and spring rolls for starters and split the Ultimate Pad Thai for the main course. No room or energy left for dessert.
To cap the night off, we grabbed some essentials like water, beer & rum at a little store and marched back up the hill to our room.
We slept with the doors open cooled by St John's very brisk trade winds.