charlotte amalie, st. thomas

On the way to St. Thomas

On February 10, we bade a fond farewell to Puerto Rico (we'll be back!) and set a course for St. Thomas.  We decided to stay at a marina for the weekend so we could wash the very salty boat, top up the water tanks, and use wifi.  We also had provisioning and a lot of laundry to do.  Just as we were approaching  our slip, the skies opened and drenched Kendall and Eoin who were on deck to pass the lines to the dockhand.  It was the first rain we'd seen in weeks and we welcomed the freshwater rinse of both boat and crew.  

We had a busy weekend.  Kendall and the girls went to a laundromat to take care of the mountain of laundry (bedding, towels, and salty, smelly clothes).  As she began to fold the first set of dry laundry, an elderly man approached and watched.  In a heavily accented English, he told Kendall that if she was living on a boat, she needed to fold everything differently.  At least she's pretty sure that's what he said, as it was very difficult to understand him.  He took over the folding, showing Isla and Kendall a new way to fold the laundry.  Most impressive was the way he folded and bundled the sheet sets into tidy packages, fitted sheet and all!  Unfortunately, we do not think we'll be able to replicate it!

Over the weekend, we washed the boat and all the rugs, did a few other boat jobs, caught up on work, and did a little exploring.

Marin at sunset

View of Charlotte Amalie harbor