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Thursday, February 12, 2015

Pirates and Dancing Girls

 After a couple of hours on the beach, this morning, and a last dip in the Caribbean Ocean, we met our friends for  lunch. The Waikiki Beach Restaurant on St Martin's, has been renovated since the Cyclone that tore through the area a few months ago. It's more modern and open than the version we visited two years ago. The view of the blue waves and passing boats is part of the experience. We're fascinated by the para-sailing and the skills of the tow-boats as they reel in the humans, hanging from a thread, and land them on the back of their craft, without getting their feet wet.
Sunday Brunch is a large affair, with Jet-Skis ferrying visiting yacht passengers ashore, and much celebration at tables ordering jeroboams of Tattinger and Moet.

There was a fashion show of bikinis, cover-ups and resort wear, from the adjoining Boutique, after which the music intensified and "Cue Pirate"; welcome eye-candy for those of us not drooling over the female Models. Our Pirate was on roller skates and got the dancing started right away. 
The Models returned, transformed into dancers, and encouraged Brunch guests to join them, on and off the tables. Those who cry foul when a furry cat paw dares to cross a table, seem to have no problem accepting humans in stilettos tramping around between the plates and glasses.
Our Pirate and his Hench-women twirled and Vogued and smiled for photos with the smitten.They danced vigorously for a long time.
The highlight of the whole experience, for me, was the Maitre d' firmly grasping the ear of an annoying little boy to remove him from the pathway of the servers. I had watched the boy earlier, on the beach, slyly kicking out at the family dog. If he'd done it one more time, it could well have been my hand on his ear.
We're headed back to the real world tomorrow. We hear it's been raining in California.
Post script: The rain and wind caused our flight home to be cancelled so we were stuck for an extra day in Paradise. We had to unpack our bathing suits and subject ourselves to one last evening of Old Rum, flavored with vanilla beans and home grown bananas. Life can be so hard sometimes:)


  1. Roller skates on a stage! That is crazy. Well, for me. I would fall off for sure.

  2. Birdie, I expect that the potential for a "train wreck" is part of the fun for many.

  3. Oh, darn, an extra day....*G* Glad someone took the little boy in hand. For some reason parents don't seem to do much anymore.

  4. That's really what every meal needs ... someone doing a handstand in the middle of the table . Cosy !

  5. S&S, don't you have one of those at your Sunday Lunches?

  6. Bummer - another day In St Maartin? Too bad for you.

    Looks like a good time. Thinking you hit livelier places than us. We just did the beach and foodie thing. Loved it.

  7. Midlife, we stayed with friends of an older genre. They have a regular table and enjoy being recognized. A bit Mafia Don'esque, but this was their invite. Can't complain and the beach is right out front. We spent a few hours lounging and dipping before lunch.