But my sister did.
Here is the link to her series of blog posts on the matter. It includes the details of our delightful experiences (plural) with hitchhiking, which is something I didn't tell my husband or my mom about, and yet there it is on the internet.
Here are a couple of my photos from St. John in the Virgin Islands:
It has only been a few weeks, but I really think it's time to go back. The first photo is of Cinnamon Bay, and we stayed in a "rustic" cabin just a few steps from the beach. The second photo was taken from a taxi ride on the main road, and is of Caneel Bay resort, the not-so-rustic place where celebrities vacation. Every cab driver we met told us that they see Alan Alda all the time out here. We didn't see him.
Things are good here, but busy. I'm enjoying the new job, and getting more used to it. I think it's something I'll be good at once I figure out how to do all 87 steps for writing insurance policies on the computer without stopping to ask someone what to do next. Customers don't really like it when you do that, just in case you were wondering. Back soon with hopefully more photos.
