Cruising to Barbados Via Cruz St. John
We cruised amongst the Virgin Islands on the Rebel Jogger, a forty-foot sea cruising boat. I was part of the crew that sailed it from Halifax, Nova Scotia, to Tortola. It was on my way to Barbados.
Sailing Rebels Runner we discovered our path to Cruz, the capital of Saint John, and strolled throgh the village town. It was full of hippies hanging around in the colorful Caribbean bars where food and booze was offered in a pleasant, most likely mood.
"She was Tanned as well as wrinkled, we never knew her name, yet white and tanned and also wrinkled, was looking for a game. We saw her at the bar at Woodys and supplied her a drink. She slight, well-tanned, and also fun. She got to be quite pretty as Woody put his double rum.
"We left her there that evening, an unfortunate and lonesome girl looking so much older than her troubled thirty hears. She put on the marks of trouble on her face as well as in her mind, however she deserved far better, for she was authentic as well as kind."
It was late when we left Woodys; not many people left. Cruz itself was closing just late-night hangers-on as we walked the weary streets in the capital of Saint John. I put $50 in her hand as she sat alone at the bar. She was down on cash and luck that night, a sample of her life. But for the moment, she was happy that she had met someone who cared.
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