I am sad...
I guess I am just old. We have been coming to STJ since the late 70s and many of the recent change/development concern me. Not so much of what is being done, but the rate that it is being done. I know that sounds like sour grapes, but we have some amazing memories and I see them fading away.

Being a bartender on the gulf coast in the early seventies, a musician named Jimmy Buffett use to play in the bar. The place was always packed. The STJ I remember is just like the lyrics on his first song on A1A.

I said I know that this may sound funny
But money don't mean nothin' to me
I won't make my music for money, no
I'm gonna make my music for me

Today we have gone from Music to Margaritaville.

I know I am going to get beat up for saying it - but since 9/11 STJ is becoming Cheeseburger in Paradise... and Kenny has not helped.

We love the island - we love the people - we love all that visit this paradise - and we must accept...

But times have changed for sailors these days.
When I'm in port I get what I need;
Not just Havanas or bananas, or daiquiris,
But that American creation on which I feed!
Cheeseburger in paradise

Instead of visiting the island multiple times in a year...
Now every 2 or 3 years has become our routine.

Best of luck to the developers... For me

Mother, mother ocean, after all my years I've found
Occupational hazard be my occupations just not around
Feel like I've drowned but all were frowned
Feel like I've drowned

STJ will always be our favorite place in the world, but it will just be different.