Wednesday, April 4: Dominica

I know, I know... I've been out of touch. My computer cacked out on me a few weeks ago and I feel like I've lost my right arm. Anyway, here are a few pics to keep you happy; stories to come... later. The truth is, I'm in the middle of a squabble with my new beau and it's making me sick to my stomach. I can't eat, I can't sleep... how can I write? So, briefly:

Here she is, my new home. She's an old lady, but she's aged well.




Captain Steve. Not your average German... but still German. Oh well.


At the end of every cruise, the crew get into whites and stripes and smile for all the passenger cameras. Don't know what happened this week cause we're missing 50% of the crew, but anyway... this is a partial crew photo. That's my boo standing behind my left shoulder. I know, I know... better photos forthcoming.


This is my dive boat. There's a hole in one of the pontoons, the floor is leaking and I need to refit the inside to make more room for tanks, but she's mine, all mine.


Somewhere in paradise. One of the ship's tenders waiting to pick up passengers from the beach.


Rusty and I. She's the purser and activities mate, and my cabin mate. I'll try to get a photo of my cabin sometime so you can understand just how intimate that makes us.


And this is me, looking like I love my job. Truth be told, I mostly do.