Picking up the pieces... AS A FOOTNOTE while we were in Puerto Rico, which I didn't put in the original blog, I was notified by my doctor, in the USA, that I had prostate cancer and needed to come home. A small detail ... so to get a bit caught up on our travels, here is the condensed version......
after we left St. Kitts in the Caribbean, we went over to St. Martin to catch a prop plane for our next island. While on St. Martin, we had a lay over, so we decided to check out the downtown part. St. Martin is part Dutch and part French, so we went to the Dutch side. While driving there in our cab, we come to a traffic jam in the downtown shopping area. As we are inching along, all of a sudden the cab driver steps on the gas peddle, rams a car, people from the cruise ship that are shopping along the main street, dive for protection, hoping not to get hit by our out of control cab. After ramming a total of 3 cars, the driver finally gets stuck between the safety bars that are next to the sidewalk and another car, but the engine is still racing. I'm in the front seat, i reach over and turn the key off. Michelle is in the back, and everyone is OK. I crawl out the front window and then get her out. It could of been a very ugly scene, but it wasn't. Next thing we know, the police, fire department, and newscasters are there on the spot, doing their job. The cab driver had no idea of what just happened...
I think I was in shock and couldn't believe what had just happened .... time for lunch ....
The next island we head off to is a small pinnacle type island, by the name of Saba. I had never heard of it, and Michelle had picked it out for the diving. ......
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