Traveling to St. Croix is really pretty easy: just two flights. You leave around breakfast time and arrive just after lunch time. I hate flying, but its about as painless as one can ask for.
We arrived this year under heavy overcast. There is a tropical storm somewhere to the north, which they tell has has brought a lot of rain over the past few days. The colors are all muted in the gray half-light and there's hardly any breeze.
The water is still nice, however. It's not as clear as usual. Reportedly it's a bit murky for snorkeling, but its still warm and salty -- that's good enough for me.
After cooling off in the ocean, we went to the Lost Dog for pizza. I posted the following haiku:
La Perdita Hund'... ja la plej bona pico en la tuta mond' / The Lost Dog... absolutely the best pizza in the whole world.
I felt a bit bad about running out on the staff trying to sort out issues with the server migration. This evening, there was a note from Chris that they'd solved one of the key issues with mail. Now I don't feel so bad.
Now its after 9pm and I'm exhausted. It's been a brutal week. Time to get some sleep.
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