This is another thing I appreciate about island people. They are always contented. Poverty, storms, sufferings seem to bind them together ever more strongly. Rhythmic music (reggae anybody?) and impromptu dance follows a hard day’s work like… to quote the Bard of Avon, “as the night, the day!”

We were done with our adventures for the day. Now for the ride back home. With some “Mutiny punch” and reggae music blasting. At some point, the first officer took over the wheel. And the captain (in blue) joined the rest of the folks on the deck in dancing!