Going from 6 figures to nearly 4, this 26 year business owner traded her briefcase for foul weather gear to sail the Mediterranean, Caribbean and Pacific for one year. Follow her after she closed down a busy life to sail the high seas.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
New Years Eve do-over Feb. 6, 2011
Antiqua---I had explained the on New Years Eve, I was curled up in bed in a studio apartment in Bequia with food poisoning and the memory of two visits to their poor local hospital.
So everyone was up to give me a do-over. We didn't leave the boat at Anchor in Fawlsmouth harbor and had a blast. It was one of the most fun New Years Eve's I've ever had, proving once again you just need a few friends, stupid drinking games and good moods to make any night a blast.
Because we were still all tired from our previous passage, I decided we would celebrate midnight on London time since we have two Brits aboard...that is 8pm our time! ...So we did the countdown at 8 complete with party hats and clapper noice makers. Tinsel had gone up from Christmas leftovers and battery operated tiny lights. I got out my color changing Ogg and somehow a bottle of Jack disappeared that night. Becky had a series of games that we tried our best to understand but the rules kept changing. Jake decided to where the banana leaf glasses a local had made him, which looked comical.
I lasted until 11:47...eight minutes before our midnight. But, officially, HAPPY NEW YEAR.