When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past... Sonnet 30
Monday, November 10, 2008
More photos of Philipsburg, St. Maarten
Front Street of Philipsburg runs along the beach.
A view of the beach from where we had lunch.
It's a 5-10 minute water-taxi ride from town to the cruise ship.
Our ship is on the right.
Obama and me in St. Maarten.
Philipsburg, St. Maarten
When we awoke Monday morning we were docked at Philipsburg. We cancelled our planned rental car with friends Duane and Margie because Robin was worn out from her busy schedule of presentations the first several days of the cruise. But we did leave the boat late-morning, took a water-taxi to Philipsburg, and strolled around town for a couple of hours.
A pretty little town. Very hot and humid. This is the Dutch side of the island. You can take a taxi or rental car to the French side, where bathing suits are optional on the beaches. Sounds fun, but we decided we'd already seen enough topless action while walking down Front Street (below).
Topless joint on Front Street.
Robin enjoys a view of St. Maarten while using the Wi-Fi connection in the Crow's Nest bar on our ship.
A pretty little town. Very hot and humid. This is the Dutch side of the island. You can take a taxi or rental car to the French side, where bathing suits are optional on the beaches. Sounds fun, but we decided we'd already seen enough topless action while walking down Front Street (below).
Topless joint on Front Street.
Robin enjoys a view of St. Maarten while using the Wi-Fi connection in the Crow's Nest bar on our ship.
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