Sailing by Montserrat is an experience within itself. You can see the city of Plymouth, a faint line on the island, half devoured by Ash, slowly returning back to the earth. You can see boulders the size of houses (READ: THE SIZE OF FRIGGIN HOUSES) that flew several kilometers from the caldera in the most recent volcanic eruption. In a nutshell -- Montserrat is friggin' cool.
Read MoreSailing to Guadeloupe was calm, some might say monotonous, other than taking some photos and getting some great sketches. For some reason, it was taking Danny an unusually long time to prepare lunch. We looked into the galley, and this is what we found.
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