SOME EXPLORERS KEEP A LOG (or a tree) BUT SINCE I HAVE BEEN SPENDING SO MUCH TIME AT THE BEACH, I THINK I SHOULD KEEP A….. “WATER LOG!” Jeez, I knew I was all wet, but this is ridiculous. One more day of this beach stuff and I’m going to change my name to Sandy. Honestly, I’m spending more time in the water than on land. (Would you believe that my feet have turned into fins? Oh wait, those are fins. Never mind.) Today, May 30th, was spent at the East End of St. John, which surprisingly, is at the east end of the island. If you have been here, you know that this is the most remote section of the island, and perhaps the most beautiful. The water and weather conditions were nearly perfect. (I found the Caribbean Sea a little salty today, but I understand that there’s nothing they can do about it.)
Yesterday, as many of you know, if you spent the day shopping for a present for me, was my birthday. It feels odd to tell people that I’m now forty. (It should feel odd since it’s a bald faced lie!) Nonetheless, there were some famous people born on my birthday….. Patrick Henry, Bob Hope, JFK, and me. So what do all of these great men have in common? They were all rum drinkers! (Two of us were comedians, me and Bob Hope, but Patrick Henry knew some funny jokes, too.) Patrick Henry said, “Give me liberty or give me death!” (After he thought about it, he added, “Isn’t there something in-between?)
Where was I? Oh yes, my birthday itinerary…. Well, it was simply marvelous. The day began at Caneel Bay, which was in pristine condition and glorious in every direction. After a surprise beach front serving of ripe avacado and olives, we dined at the open-air resort restaurant. (I was vaguely well behaved and ordered a marvlous organic salad.) Then if was off to Honeymoon Bay for some snorkeling and some cold Carib Beer. Since we were all celebrating, we agreed to take a joint nap, and then if was off to a pirate’s favoite haunt……. a local tavern!
Dinner was had at a waterfront establishment called the Waterfront Bistro, a divine culinary institution located on Cruz Bay. By sheer coincidence, they had a delightful special, a 14-ounce veal chop, perfectly grilled, and smothered in bacon and local tomatoes. Yummy, yummy, I had love in my tummy! (I was hoping to find a veal chop on my birthday!) After several mojitos, more wine, and some great food, we were packing up and ready to leave when all of a sudden our waiter showed up with a complimentary bottle of champagne! (Sent by one of my admirers, whose name and identity is strictly confidential….. until I get back to Austin!) Dessert was key lime pie, compliments of Dr. Max Talbott, and it was wonderful.
The rest of the evening must remain TOP SECRET as it involves some nefarious activity that can only be revealed 25 years after my death. (or when I get back to Austin.) Until then, I remain your faithful Caribbean correspondent…..
Stephen “Marley Mon” Yanoff