So we made it through the Christmas cruise! Yay!! A lot of work and energy went into last week but we did it. My favorite part of last week was going to the famous Maho Beach in St. Maarten located next to the airport. You can hang out as planes large and little fly just barely above your head on their way to the tarmac. It is incredible. Most of the aircrafts were smaller local flights but we saw a 747 and a few just barely smaller. As you stand on the beach, the planes on the descent are literally about 20 feet above your head. It’s invigorating, terrifying, and unbelievable, all wrapped up into one noisy package of sand, waves, and jet fuel fumes.
The planes taking off go in the opposite direction so standing behind them, the full force of the propulsion is felt as the engines get switched on for takeoff. It’s hard enough to remain standing against that power but when the sand and surf react to the engines, it’s like standing in a tornado, sand whipping around in all directions, blasting the skin like an exfoliation treatment; the waves tumbling swimmers around like the barrel of a washing machine. Between the insane force of the waves even just between landings and takeoff, and the exertion of the planes’ jets, my swimsuit straps were challenged to perform their primary function of keeping me decent.
Another highlight from last week included riding a glass-bottomed eco-tour boat to the pirate ship on Half Moon Cay dressed as Santa’s elves. My team and I followed Santa on his jetski straight up to the beach where we were met like celebrities by snap-happy vacationers, most of them adults unfortunately. The experience was amazing nonetheless and we looked good doing it as well.
Just a few more days now and then back to Rob’s place in wintery England!