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Brittian and Back Part II

So after Virgin Gorda, We hopped on our boat, the Bad Kitty, to our lunch spot. We ate looking out onto the water, eating some pretty delicious food. Then was our nap time. We relaxed on some comfy beach chairs until the horn from our boat sounded and it was time to get back on the water!

Our next stop was a snorkel spot! The three of us had a blast tooling around seeing cool stuff. We were the last ones back onto the boat. Here are some pictures Amber took:



Then off to Jost Van Dyke, BVI. There we walked along the beach, enjoyed the sun and hung out at the famous Soggy Dollar bar. This beach was one in which you pull up by boat and swim to land. It was pretty fun except after drying off and warming up, it was hard to get back into the cool water.

After the beach it was the sad boat ride back to the USVI. I have my first stamp on my new passport though (why doesn't Canada stamp??)!!

So we get back to St. Thomas and are walking back to Amber's dingy to head back over to my house. First of all, we get to the dingy dock and can't find Amber's dingy right away... Then seconds later, I find the rope and pull the dingy out from under the dock. Slowly, we start loading up all our things into the dingy, First Amber jumps in and then Dana jumps in; the two of them have their feet in the boat and are holding onto the dock with both hands. Then, in slow motion, the dingy starts moving under the dock again. The dingy is deflated so the two of them can't sit on the dingy and pull it back out again. Soon, both of them have their arms extended and are hanging with their feet in the boat. Dana says to Amber "Dont fall in! Dont fall in!!" and Im on the dock laughing so hard that I can't help at all. The dingy slowly keeps moving under the dock and Amber ducks under and grabs a pole to try to push them back out and she yells out to me "Meg, pull us out!" At that point, I pull myself together enough to grab the rope and save the day!

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