Hello strangers. Apologies for my lack of updates. I’d love to say it’s because I’ve been busy sunning myself (true) having a nice time and meeting people (true) and discovering far off lands (also true) but in reality I had forgotten the password to the account and it’s taken me ages to work out how to re set it. Right now I’m typing this with one finger on my iPhone in the “Bath & Turtle” luncheon and beverage establishment in Spanish Town, Virgin Gorda which is in the British Virgin Islands waiting for the imminent delivery of my Chicken Roti. I’d promised myself I wouldn’t eat out again this week but Roti’s are my favourite and I’ve been chasing around the islands looking for one for two weeks. It’s a chappati/wholemeal wrap style encasement disguising a curry style chicken and potato stew which is indigenous to the west indies. Can you tell I’m salivating while I wait???
At present the windsurf is being chartered by a food and wine group associated with the Tobin James winery in California. To say they are a lively bunch is understatement of the century. The wine is free and flowing 24/7 so as you can predict attempting to perform a “show” two nights ago was futile. Tonight I am disposing of the cocktail dress in favour of a little sparkly number I’d packed for the eventuality of a crew show, hitting them with all uptempo numbers and no chat or banter. Shame for me because it’s not really playing to my strengths but I’m adamant it’s important to give an audience what they want wherever possible, even if it means stretching the remit somewhat.
Tomorrow the yacht is docked alongside the sister yacht the “windspirit” again and I am popping over to perform a show for them. If you remember on my last post I told you how I was hoping for a “James Bond” style speedboat trip to visit the windspirit last week. Well, true to his word captain John came for me and whilst he almost killed me (slight exaggeration… It was kind of my own fault for insisting on wearing heels when trying to embark an inflatable boat in a cotton dress and choppy seas) I had a very lovely day and felt every inch a pasty chubby version of Ursula Andres or Halle Berry as we bounced over the waves in the bay of Gustavia, St Barts. I’m assuming tomorrow I won’t repeat said journey in my purple full length cocktail dress but instead will arrive incognito like the veritable rock star I am (ahem) and surprise them with a few numbers at their repeaters party at tea time. I’m looking forward to it.
Things I have seen/done since last I “blogged”
Had a fantastic lunch in an amazing 10 room only boutique hotel on the otherside of St Bart’s with friends of capatain johns and their friends who FLEW IN for lunch from Anguilla!!!
Played an impromptu jamming session on board with the in house resident band “Top Society” and a 4 piece accoustic group from Seattle, “Four”.
Drank free wine. (quite a bit)
Have an excellent personal training programme written for me by the onboard fitness coach which whilst very hard and not conducive to my plight to avoid publicly sweating, is proving to be very affective. (well I FEEL thinner)
Been to airport beach in St Maarten where people literally can stand feet away from an aeroplane about to take off and get virtually sandblasted into the sea by the force of the engines. (I observed…I am not mental)
Ate ribs and chicken barbecue style at a local suburban Caribbean backstreet restaurant with the casino staff.
Continued to battle with the constant threat of being upstaged by the sweet treats of the onboard “dessert extravaganza” as I am constantly usurped by it in the scheduling.
Missed home. A lot. But realised how inordinately lucky I am to be able to make a living having such amazing life experiences.
Hope to hear from some of you soon. Has no one worked out how to comment yet???
