Tuesday 10/13 - Cougars on the St. John Ferry

The hotel owner decided to give us all the same day off, which won't happen again for a while because one of us is most likely always going to be working. We decided to celebrate the only way that made any sense - drinking and the beach. Why drinking and the beach? Because its Tap Room Tuesday.

So we roll ourselves out of bed around 10:30, determined to make the 11am ferry. I think we caught the 1pm. Because Kiersten is so sheltered and anti-social, she only struck up conversations with two separate married couples on our 20 minute boat ride and recruited one of them to join us to Cinnemon Bay instead of the slightly more touristy Trunk Bay. After meeting up with some friends at the beach and spending a few hours hiding in the shade because my French-Canadian heritage dictates that sunshine is concentrated evil, we headed to the Tap Room for some R & R and Trivial Pursuit.

Dusk swept itself throughout the islands and we decided we would grab some food over at Woody's before taking the late ferry home. While we did not see him this particular visit, Kenny Chesney will often grab his axe and play a late night, rum-driven set as he only lives a short walk away. "How do we know that Kenny really plays there and its not just some local myth?" you may be asking your computer screen. Well, I can't confirm anything, but I'll let you know if I see a guy with a tucked in sleeveless shirt, puka shell necklace and a cowboy hat. I love his style, he's like Larry the Cable Cowboy.

On the late ferry we sat across from a group of older ladies that took a particular interest in DC. Thankfully his judgement wasn't too impaired, because the one cougar looked kind of like Chris Farley as the Lunchlady.

And of course, the night would not be complete without a quick visit to Duffy's. DC decided to lay some knowledge down on the locals as he put on a display of the most earth-shattering and innovative dance moves this island has ever seen. I'm pretty sure the earth literally quaked. Oh and it turns out Kenny was actually at Duffy's that night - don't worry, Kiersten found him.