The great thing about it was the two physicians who had a lot of sailing experience knew every single island, and every single restaurant and beach to go to.
It was unbelievable.
Little out-of-the-way places that most people didn’t know about, beaches that nobody went to. We always had a very loose itinerary, and we were all good friends, so we all got along… Nobody got bent out of shape, nobody had temper tantrums, nobody pouted. When someone suggested a place to go for a meal, we all just cheerfully went: “OK!”
They were wonderful people. It was four couples, all in our late 50s to mid 60s. And we were all medical personnel, so if anything happened, we weren’t totally dependent on getting help from some Caribbean country which is always spotty.
Those were the best vacations I ever had in my entire life, and I’ve had some damn good ones.
yep, that’s probably the hard part, just getting along and saying fine to things with no power struggles. I spent some summers on a sailboat in the Bahamas, truly a once (twice) in a lifetime experience.