Our first stop was to visit with a friend of our guide. This man was a self taught expert on sea life and, while we have lived on the Gulf for about 15 years now, we got to hold live specimens that we had not seen before. The young Brits enjoyed it even more than we did.
From the iguanas, we head to the beach for an hour or so.
While Gene lounged in the shade with a local brew, I played in the waves. The young British guys took pity on this old gal and let me hang out with them for a bit. The changing rooms were very nice and the whole place was so beautiful!
We stopped to get pics from both sides of the dividing line and then it was on to the rest of our adventure.
The airport on St. Maarten is renowned, The planes approach directly over a beach (high tide so it was hard to see more than rocks) and we were just in time to witness this phenomena
Before we knew it, our day was drawing to a close and our guide took us back to our ship through some beautiful country.
Next, and last stop, Tortola