Not-So-Deep STJ Thoughts by 54b
You'll note the pre-trip prep theme to today's thoughts...getting close now:
#6
You know what the toughest thing is about the long travel day to St. John? Leaving before the crack of dawn? Likely chance your flight will be delayed? Keeping up with all your stuff? Nope. It's coming to grips with the fact that the security line at the airport may be the most nude you'll be in public the entire vacation.
#5
You ever notice how checking the weather forecast for St. John is about as effective as checking the close circuit baby cam at your kid's daycare center....no matter how sunny and perfect things look, there's always at least a 40% chance for some tears and a poop storm.
#6
You know what the toughest thing is about the long travel day to St. John? Leaving before the crack of dawn? Likely chance your flight will be delayed? Keeping up with all your stuff? Nope. It's coming to grips with the fact that the security line at the airport may be the most nude you'll be in public the entire vacation.
#5
You ever notice how checking the weather forecast for St. John is about as effective as checking the close circuit baby cam at your kid's daycare center....no matter how sunny and perfect things look, there's always at least a 40% chance for some tears and a poop storm.
It’s not about yesterday or tomorrow...It’s about today, for come what may – Sun, rain, or hurricane – we've only time for a smile, and none for sorrow
Oh boy, Thursday soon come...I feel like a day-after-Christmas shopper five minutes before the mall opens...
#4
When I found out St. John motorists drive on the left side of the road, I admit it, a little smile crept across my restless soul after years of being dismissed by a rightward society unwilling to accept the fact that I was born with two left feet. Unfortunately, my redemptive journey quickly ran out of self-esteem before it could even escape the tunnel of doubt when I noticed that the gas pedal on my rental car was still located to the right of the break...Oh, the inhumanity...but that's okay, because I will just head out to Waterlemon Cay where my starfish brethren don't judge because they are born with five left tentacles and it pays to snorkel in circles with two powerful left feet that can not be shackled by intolerance or a snarky sporting goods store salesman's refusal to sell me two left-footed fins.
#4
When I found out St. John motorists drive on the left side of the road, I admit it, a little smile crept across my restless soul after years of being dismissed by a rightward society unwilling to accept the fact that I was born with two left feet. Unfortunately, my redemptive journey quickly ran out of self-esteem before it could even escape the tunnel of doubt when I noticed that the gas pedal on my rental car was still located to the right of the break...Oh, the inhumanity...but that's okay, because I will just head out to Waterlemon Cay where my starfish brethren don't judge because they are born with five left tentacles and it pays to snorkel in circles with two powerful left feet that can not be shackled by intolerance or a snarky sporting goods store salesman's refusal to sell me two left-footed fins.
It’s not about yesterday or tomorrow...It’s about today, for come what may – Sun, rain, or hurricane – we've only time for a smile, and none for sorrow
JJ, so close I can smell the nutmeg grinder at the Beach Bar...and RP, I have no idea how to respond other than to say, "it's good to see that you are so unfettered by societal constraints and unafraid to show your dinghy in public."
#3
You know how everyone says, "reentry is a $*+@#" after returning from vacation on St. John? Well get this, I was at the drug store last night picking up some necessities for STJ like anti-perspirant with DEET-infused, time-release Mosquito neurotoxin and I just happened to spot something called, St. John's Wort. And I lie to you not, it says it's supposed to help with mild depression. Coincidence, not hardly likely. And to think the answer to the reentry blues has been right under our noses this whole time. And if St. John's Wort can do that, just imagine what St. John's mole or even St. John's bunion can cure.
#3
You know how everyone says, "reentry is a $*+@#" after returning from vacation on St. John? Well get this, I was at the drug store last night picking up some necessities for STJ like anti-perspirant with DEET-infused, time-release Mosquito neurotoxin and I just happened to spot something called, St. John's Wort. And I lie to you not, it says it's supposed to help with mild depression. Coincidence, not hardly likely. And to think the answer to the reentry blues has been right under our noses this whole time. And if St. John's Wort can do that, just imagine what St. John's mole or even St. John's bunion can cure.
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Folks, we're less than 24 hours away from Travel Day...I feel like a 7-year old on Christmas Eve right after "accidentally" brushing up against a certain present, ripping the paper ever so slightly and revealing the highly sought after toy that would surely make me the envy of the neighborhood. So close...
#2
As I was putting the final touches on my online Will while waiting for the final coat of my spray tan to dry last night (don't judge, just hold me, but wait 4-6 hours before you do), it occurred to me that engraving the phone number to our St. John villa onto our pet's collar tag may seem to some like I'm over-prepping for vacation. But how can you put a price on peace of mind? I'm glad you asked because I got two multisyllabic words for you, "microchip implantation." Trust me, this'll be the biggest craze in vacationing since man discovered that two Benadryl and three fingers of Glenlivet on ice can make a 15 hour flight to Singapore disappear. I'm thinking with a GPS tracking device inserted into my septum, no longer will I have to wonder while on vacation, "if only my friends, coworkers and Internet strangers could see me now." Getting lost was never so much fun and I can always just blow my nose when I want to get off the grid.
#2
As I was putting the final touches on my online Will while waiting for the final coat of my spray tan to dry last night (don't judge, just hold me, but wait 4-6 hours before you do), it occurred to me that engraving the phone number to our St. John villa onto our pet's collar tag may seem to some like I'm over-prepping for vacation. But how can you put a price on peace of mind? I'm glad you asked because I got two multisyllabic words for you, "microchip implantation." Trust me, this'll be the biggest craze in vacationing since man discovered that two Benadryl and three fingers of Glenlivet on ice can make a 15 hour flight to Singapore disappear. I'm thinking with a GPS tracking device inserted into my septum, no longer will I have to wonder while on vacation, "if only my friends, coworkers and Internet strangers could see me now." Getting lost was never so much fun and I can always just blow my nose when I want to get off the grid.
It’s not about yesterday or tomorrow...It’s about today, for come what may – Sun, rain, or hurricane – we've only time for a smile, and none for sorrow
Hey you never know...there could be a market for that idea...might wanna check on a patent for it...lol
Im so excited to leave tomorrow I cant even function...feel like Im running in circles. See ya soon and safe travels !!! Maybe we'll see you on the Ferry over..depends on if our flight is on time...
Im so excited to leave tomorrow I cant even function...feel like Im running in circles. See ya soon and safe travels !!! Maybe we'll see you on the Ferry over..depends on if our flight is on time...


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This last submission is actually either incredibly deep or we're all going to be dumber for having read it. Either way, it matters little considering I'M ON THE WAY TO THE AIRPORT TO GO TO STJ. WOOHOO!!! The 26-day thought-less marathon is over.
Thanks to everyone who humored me trying to humor you while counting down the last days to vacation.
See you later.
#1
To rent in Cruz Bay or Coral Bay? To go in high season or low? To take the kids or guilt the grandparents? To pack meticulously or rummage last minute? To check a bag or carry on only? To wear underwear or go commando? To plan each day or mindlessly wing it? To rent the car or bum a ride? To eat out or cook in? To burn daylight or tell island time? To scavenger hunt or succumb to villa gravity? To follow the crowd or castaway on a beachhead less taken? To be a vacationer or become a traveler? To getting it or getting lost trying?
Whichever way you choose to enjoy St. John matters not nearly as much as finding your way to the little Virgin island largely forgotten in a world that mindlessly boarded an all-inclusive cruise ship long ago and never remembered to get off.
Leaving that world behind is why I love St. John.
And also because it's like playing Choose Your Own Adventure...with beer.

Thanks to everyone who humored me trying to humor you while counting down the last days to vacation.
See you later.
#1
To rent in Cruz Bay or Coral Bay? To go in high season or low? To take the kids or guilt the grandparents? To pack meticulously or rummage last minute? To check a bag or carry on only? To wear underwear or go commando? To plan each day or mindlessly wing it? To rent the car or bum a ride? To eat out or cook in? To burn daylight or tell island time? To scavenger hunt or succumb to villa gravity? To follow the crowd or castaway on a beachhead less taken? To be a vacationer or become a traveler? To getting it or getting lost trying?
Whichever way you choose to enjoy St. John matters not nearly as much as finding your way to the little Virgin island largely forgotten in a world that mindlessly boarded an all-inclusive cruise ship long ago and never remembered to get off.
Leaving that world behind is why I love St. John.
And also because it's like playing Choose Your Own Adventure...with beer.





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Bon Voyage 54b! Thanks for your wit, wisdom & wackiness about our wonderful STJ~ No go have some fun!!! 

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