Kayaking Through the Mangroves of Tortola
After 2 full, horrific days at sea, we arrived at our first island, Tortola. As I thought would be the case, I was terribly sea-sick. However, nothing could have prepared me for just how sea-sick I got. After leaving Miami, our ship, Silver Spirit, had to travel through the Atlantic to get to the Caribbean. The choppy waves of the Atlantic hit us hard and soon the world as spinning. I was literally crawling around my room, I kid you not. I groaned, trying but failing to get comfortable on the sofa. Our analogy was that we felt like '10 tonne potatoes'. It doesn't quite make sense but you actually get the picture. We felt heavy and unable to move. We couldn't even go on our balcony because it was so windy outside. Fortunately, there were plenty of sea-sick tablets at reception and they worked like a dream. Well, they essentially knocked you out so you slept through the torture. Well, I'm not complaining about that. I struggled through dinner on all those...