Tobago Cays - A Caribbean Christmas

Merry Christmas, everyone! It's been a quiet couple of days on the boat. In the anchorage there have been a few other boats with Christmas lights on at night, so it's been nice to sit outside in the evenings with the full moon and the twinkly lights on. The weather's been great -- hardly any rain and not too hot during the day (low 80's). The so-called "Christmas Winds" have kicked up so there's a good breeze all day long, and we are getting plenty of power from the wind generator, which has been spinning like crazy for three days.

Santa Claus brought Kevin some flashy fishing lures and Stephen Colbert's book "I Am America (And So Can You!)". I received some cooking DVD's (Iron Chef America, Anthony Bourdain's "No Reservations") and a Sansa ipod-type thing. It is the size of an eraser (the square pink ones that gradeschool kids use) and holds 2GB of music, about 300 songs. In the course of contemplating what to put on it, I've been thinking about what music I'd bring if I were on a deserted island. After all if you ignore all the other sailboats, and the boatboys, and the day-charter tourists, we are kind of all alone on a deserted island (three or four islands, in fact). So if I could only pick, say, ten songs to put on my mp3 player, what would they be? Definitely the Beatles' "We Can Work It Out". Also "Train in Vain" by the Clash, "Dancing in the Moonlight" by King Harvest and "Come Dancing" by the Kinks for sure. Possibly Big Audio Dynamite's "Rush". But from there everything falls into a gray area -- there are too many good songs out there! Would I rather have Stevie Wonder's "Superstition" or "Driver 8" by R.E.M.? Decisions, decisions. This may call for some audience (email) participation: if you were stuck on a desert island and could only pick ten songs to listen to, which ten would you pick?

While we were opening presents, we had "A Christmas Story" on in the background. "You'll shoot your eye out, kid." I was tempted to put the DVD on in repeat mode, a la TBS, but you can only watch Randy eat like a piggy so many times before you get a little grossed out. Speaking of eating, we had a semi-traditional Christmas dinner: stuffing, mashed potatoes, and roast beast. Actually just kidding about that last part. The IGA was fresh out of roast beast when we shopped last week. So we barbecued up some hickory-sauced baby back ribs instead. Mmmmm...Christmas!