When things (finally) change, they do so in a hurry! Within a space of less than two weeks we have morphed from a bi-continental family living in a house in Florida and a cottage on St. John to a three person, one dog unit living together in a cottage on St. John.
Sort of. The lease for the cottage on Gifft Hill Road, where Leslie has
been living all of this time, expires at the end of October. The
apartment we secured to be our next home was made available to us as of
October 15. So as of now we are living (or at least our stuff is) in two
places again. Except for the mountain of boxes that are in the temporary
custody of the US Postal Service.While we moved some of our stuff from point A to point B on Saturday, Champ found some things to make him feel at home...
Spending Shane and Champ's first full day on island moving stuff from place to place didn't seem quite right. To be fair, the long travel day on Friday had resulted in a pretty late and lazy start to Saturday, so it wasn't like we were working all day long.
Sunday however, was a different story - it was a nice day that was just screaming "beach!"
Who are we to argue with the universe? :)
We started by heading down North Shore Road, to get Shane reacquainted with the beautiful overlooks. Champ wasn't going to be swimming today, so we pulled into the Peace Hill parking lot. We hiked up to the ruins at the top of the hill, where there's room for him to move around a bit.
After hanging out for a few minutes with them there for a look around, Shane and I hiked the trail down to Denis Beach so that he could (finally!) get into that water!
It's good to be on St. John, right Shane?
We finished off a fun Sunday with a short visit to the Beach Bar, followed by a great dinner at Banana Deck, then ...SLEEP!!
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