Been there Done that PART 3

Otis Redding was playing as I settled into my taxi ride that would take me to the other end of the island.

“You just come from the big casino mon?” the cabbie asked in a thick Caribbean dialect

“you know what?” I replied, “I just got done working on one of those big yachts and I don’t know about you, but I'm reconsidering whether I want one for myself.” I said with a chuckle

“Really, why da'ya' say 'dat mon?"

Been there Done that PART 2

Dressed in Kakai pants, a collared shirt, and those stereotypical yachting shoes (the ones with the thin piece of leather laced around the ankle, and of course white soled, so as not to scuff up the pretty, big boat.)

“Kevin!” I stood staring at the second level.

“Come on up.” He yelled back in a hurried tone.

Pic-me-up Monday #6

Been there Done that PART 1

I tripped on the gangway catching myself a moment before the captain turned around. I was pretty sure I just stumbled upon my dream job.  I was the newest crew member of a giant yacht, one hundred and forty feet of pure excess floating in the harbor of Nassau Bahamas.  The name of the private yacht read in big black letters across the stern Been there Done that.

Pic-me-up Monday #5

Velocity, best served when terminal.

Liechtenstein.  A small country squeezed between the borders of Switzerland and Austria.  It started out as a fleeting thought in my head, to visit the country of Liechtenstein.  Then progressed into a challenge by some friends to make good on my word.