Christmas morning, and we woke up to a stunning view.
Welcome to the
US Virgin Islands! This is
St. Thomas. We had a quick breakfast with a friendly octogenarian couple from
Chile who knew about as much English as I know Spanish, meaning we were able to converse a bit. Then Travalon and I disembarked and caught a taxi to the Cathedral for
Christmas Mass.
This one was also celebrated by a bishop, who gave a lively homily in which he broke into a
Christmas carol at least twice. The
Gloria was easy to pick up and had a bouncy island rhythm, and the hymns were all Christmas carols. I really enjoyed this Mass. It’s delightful to see how different cultures celebrate Christmas. Here’s the outside of the church.
And here’s an impressive staircase nearby.
We were not in the tourist area and couldn’t find a real taxi. Some sketchy guy in a Jeep drove us through the mountains to
Magens Bay Beach and totally overcharged us, but you know what? It was worth it. The waves were crazy, and we could only play in them for about twenty minutes before becoming exhausted. My sunglasses got knocked off, but fortunately they float so I could rescue them. Look how beautiful the beach is!
We found a beach restaurant where I had a super tasty shrimp wrap, then we found the tourist buses that take you back to the cruise ships for a reasonable price. There was a very entertaining guy and an adorable baby on our bus, and the ride through the mountains didn’t seem quite as scary. Then we shopped a bit before returning to the ship for good coffee. I spaced out and missed my 3:00 move hours after being so careful to get them during Mass by discretely fanning myself. Oops!
We found a new outdoor deck with fabulous views.
From up there we saw
frigate birds flying very fast, and a glorious sunset over
St. John, another Virgin Island.
In case you were wondering what I did with the eye stickers from the
towel Santa last night, I put them on my diary Mariah.
Here’s a video of the waitress melting my chocolate sphere with the hot caramel.
There is sand everywhere in our stateroom at the moment, although I think the crew cleaned up our bathroom. Niko was in my complementary Holland America beach bag, and now he’s full of sand. Poor guy! But he’s having a fantastic time.
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