The time was January 1991. We had just been to the playoff game at the Meadowlands between the Giants and Bears, and went to a restaurant afterwards. While waiting for our friends to arrive, we sat at the bar and started chatting with the barmaid. She had just returned from St. Martin, as she also sold timeshare and had spent a week visiting the resort - it was the Pelican at the time. We were interested, but my husband said he did not want to attend a sales pitch. So she agreed to come to our home and did her presentation there! We signed up for a trial week, and had a unit up the hill. We eventually bought at the bottom of the hill, which later became the Flamingo. And the rest is wonderful history. It's been our vacation go-to ever since.