No Happy Finish, Thank You
Oct 28, 2010
Nov 09, 2010
. I high-tailed it out of there toute-suite, and ended up sitting at the bar...drinking...yes again! I'm on vacation! Get off my back! We went to what we thought was downtown Philipsburg, but due to waterway reconstruction is actually separated by a water ferry now, and realized that the shopping was really fun! Yeah, there were all kinds of stores selling high-end swiss watches, loose diamonds and tanzanites, and designer clothes, all for above average prices! Again in defense I hear the OTHER half of the shopping district is a lot of authentic European shops with at least mid-stratosphere prices, as all as one of the most famous chocolatiers in the world (Beatrix I think was the name), but where we went the most high-end thing I bought was two packs of Nat Sherman cigarettes...also the most high-end thing I could afford. Saint Maarten deserves another chance, I'll admit, but I think I'll have to mortgage my home and sell a kidney first. The water was beautiful though, and the beer and cigs fairly cheap...you know, the important stuff.
St. Maarten was our last stop. Eh. I mean it started well enough. We rented a car, went all the way around the a Cafe on the French side(my moms vacationed here for 2 weeks a couple years ago, so they were fairly great tour guides), had a petit dejeuner (pain au chocolat and cafe Americain Noir pour moi), got lost(ok, so-so tour guides maybe) and made it to Oriental beach....... . Ok, the bars were awesome, the service and cervezas amazing, but as you make your way past the the rocky partition on the beach you come face to face with parts of people you do not want to be seeing and they should not be showing. It was like a Floridian retirement home decided to become clothing-optional. Now in their defense, I'm sure they were all very comfortable with it, and with themselves, and were having a great time. But the plan was to go shopping, so I wore jeans, was sweltering hot, and surrounded by people standing manhood to manhood. Maybe if we could have gotten just one Victoria's Secret model or Playboy bunny down there to break the monotony, but nay, to no avail