This is our last week in the Caribbean. Most cruise ships have already begun crossing the Atlantic or the Panama Canal in preparation for summers in Alaska, the Mediterranean or the Baltic. There’s a reason for that: For the first time in months, the musicians’ outdoor sets are getting rained out, biking and volleyball plans have to be canceled, and the ship gets rocky to the point that drawers in the office open and close by themselves.
I know I’ll miss the Caribbean–GAWD I’ll miss the afternoons of biking to the beach!–but in this case, it really is time to go.