A Little Piece of Heaven

Perhaps giving way to an angry boat of people paying for him to sail them around, the Captain finally sailed us to a new Island. This 3rd and last Island before we would set off on our 2 day crossing was perfect! The water was beautiful, the beaches were beautiful, the palm tree jungle was beautiful, the snorkeling was beautiful! It was exactly what we all had envisioned. We were there for an afternoon. One, single, tiny, afternoon. Now why you may ask would this jerk of a Captain have us waste all the days we had allotted to exploring Islands with crap ones when this Isle of Perfection was waiting for us just around the corner? We all wondered the same thing. Of course because the Captain never told us any information whatsoever, our wonderment stayed unanswered.

In any case, we loved our time on that Island and as the sun set and we boarded the boat again, we nervously readied ourselves for the start of our crossing that night. Mega doses of Dramamine were taken. Booze was consumed extra by some and not at all by others in preparation. Bags were packed up and everything that could come loose and hit you in the head as we inevitably would be tossed around on the big seas, was stowed. Anxiety was high when the Captain gathered us for an announcement. This had to be important since the stoic one was about to finally speak. "There has been a issue. A passport was left at the immigration office in Panama". Dead silence greeted him as we processed this information. All of our passports had been collected by the Captain when we boarded the boat and all paper work had been handled by the Captain, so the error of not taking a count to ensure that he had ALL the passports, was also the Captain's. "We can not sail tonight, we must sail back to an Island to meet up with the missing passport and retrieve it" he told us in utter annoyance. There was a pause, a long silence as we added this screw up to the tally of things he'd already done to blow our minds, then a roar of excitement as our new friends from Holland exclaimed "PARTY NIGHT!".

The fear of our crossing clearly had us all in a choke hold so hearing that we'd anchor at this perfect Island for the night and get to enjoy ourselves, set the stage for high spirits. Literally every single bottle of booze on the boat was brought on deck, the speaker was plugged into playlists and the dance party commenced.  It was an absolute blast. The hours washed over us and lapped at our feet. The cook and the 1st Mate joined us for the fun and even the Captain lingered in the dark corner, almost participating.

The next morning, we sailed back 2 hours to retrieve the missing passport. There was zero alcohol left on board and our heads rocked heavier than the boat.

-Cheers from the Vivác Winery Family!
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