First, as I write this I still feel like I’m swaying. What’s that called? Land-sickness? Is the only cure to get back on a boat!? If so, can I get a prescription and will my insurance pay for it?

We tried starting this trip a little differently. It started out flawlessly, but there were a couple little hiccups. The big difference was overnighting in San Juan on the way there. We did this for a few reasons.
#1 We didn’t have to get up at 0-dark-thirty to catch our first leg.
#2 We would arrive in the BVI during the day and not have to find the marina/our boat/something to eat in the dark and when most things are closed.
#3 We didn’t want to start our vacation with an arduous and stressful day of travel.
It worked...mostly!

Day 1 Springfield, Missouri to San Juan, Puerto Rico
My wife and I plus another couple departed SGF on an 8:40 flight and met up with our third couple at DFW. We had a few hours before our next flight, so we bellied up for cocktails and appetizers. My wife and I were in business class for the DFW to SJU leg - gotta love points - with the others back in steerage. I alway feel a little snooty doing this....but not enough to not do it <img src="http://www.traveltalkonline.com/forums/images/graemlins/Wink.gif" alt="" /> We watched a movie and enjoyed complimentary cocktails all the way there, so we obviously arrived in the Caribbean in a good mood. This is the beginning of a reoccurring theme.

The San Juan Resort & Casino was our home for the night - gotta love points again! We had a ball at dinner and then the others opted for the casino, while we chose bed. Remember the complimentary cocktails?

Day 2 Puerto Rico to Tortola, British Virgin Islands
The next morning my wife and I had Starbucks from the lobby followed by a good breakfast with the rest of the crew and then off to the airport for our 11:45am flight to EIS. The lines to check-in weren’t very long and we easily checked our bags and headed to security well ahead of schedule. I was liking this laid back way to start a trip. At the TSA security there was a bit of a line, but no worries, we would just wait our turn and then once thru we would head straight for Margarittaville - the bar in the terminal. Oh, but it was not to be.

We were past the first TSA agent that checks your boarding pass & ID and probably half way thru the line to the metal detector/X-ray check and we were talking about our luggage weight. I commented that my bag had weighed four pounds less today. Hmmm...How could that be? My wife looked at me with worried eyes and said, “Where did you pack my toiletries?” Ooooh Nooo!!! I had packed them in my carry on! Now, my wife is not a princess and she goes with the flow in about every way, but she does like to have HER bath and body products. I had to avoid the dog house, so I double-timed it back and checked my carry on bag, then raced back to security and actually caught up with them before they went thru. Crisis averted!

We got thru security and did the typical things one does when waiting on a flight and then boarded and departed on time. It was great arriving during the day. I picked out several landmarks on the way in and we landed to the obvious delight of several passengers. Is it typical for Spaniards to applaud a routine landing? There was a group of about 12-15 traveling together and when we landed they exploded into raucous applause and cheers as if they had been delivered from certain doom. Hey, I’m glad to be here too, but we greased the landing, so a smile and a simple “Ahhhh” and I was good to go. It was funny.

Remember when I said “Crisis averted” before? Well, not so much. We deplaned and as we gathered our gate-checked bags my wife said, “Where’s our hanging bag?” After a little thought we determined that it must have left at the gate in SJU. This was bad, but not a deal breaker. We had “nice clothes” for us and one other couple in there plus my pillow. I know, weird, but I always take my pillow with me wherever I go and this trip it was in the bottom of my Wally bag. No worries, we will just call and get the process started to find it and either have it delivered to EIS where we can pick it up when we overnight at Marina Cay in a few days, or we can get it when we go back thru SJU. We stood in line for customs forever, but finally got thru and loaded up with our driver, Bob, for the ride to Nanny Cay Marina.

Bob was a good driver and joked and laughed the whole way. Going thru Road Town he dropped off the other two guys to get fishing licenses, stopped to say Hi to his wife and then delivered the girls and me to Nanny Cay. After Bob and I unloaded the bags he took the girls back to Road Town to do our provisioning and when the guys were ready he picked them up and brought them back to the marina. He then went back for the girls and the provisions. While all of this was happening I was doing paperwork, etc. with the charter company and scouting out the marina. So far, this arriving during the day thing is working flawlessly.

Virgin Traders policy states that your boat won’t be available for a sleep-aboard until 5pm, but they told me they would let us have it as soon as it was clean; in about 30 minutes. Great! They also said that we could do our briefings today instead of tomorrow that way we could leave the dock at our convenience tomorrow morning. Awesome!!

When the guys arrived at the marina with their fishing license we checked and loaded our beverages that had been delivered to the charter company office by Caribbean Cellars (I believe they would’ve loaded them for us, but we arrived before they were done cleaning the boat). We also loaded the luggage aboard and chilled a bit before Captain Darrel arrived to do our briefings.

The boat briefing was very thorough. We went over every possible thing from stem to stern, except one, and according to Murphy’s Law that, of course, would be the one thing that would be an issue during our cruise. More on that later. The chart briefing was more casual. We just went over the go/no-go areas and he told us to check in and get a weather update before departing for Anegada. As soon as we were finished with the “responsible” part the fellas and I tested the temperature of the Carib to make sure this Caribbean ice is working properly.

About then the girls arrived and we loaded the rest of the provisions and then headed down to the Nanny Cay Beach for a Regatta Party. There was ample food & drink available for purchase and even entertainment by Eric Stone. What a great start to our vacation.

Day 3 Nanny Cay to The Bight, Norman Island
The next morning began a little slow. Not late, just slow moving. Remember the theme? We waited for things to open up so we could get ice, floating mats and the like. We soon did and with a little push away from the docks by the charter company staff we were off to Norman Island.

Crossing the SFD channel took a long time as the days racing was getting underway. We did our best to give the racers as much leeway as possible and monitored the VHF for word of any unintended offenses we may have perpetrated. We eventually made it to The Bight around lunch time where we grabbed a ball and had a quick, light lunch before heading out to The Caves in the dinghy. The snorkeling was about as good as I remember it being in 2009. This trip I took a submersible flashlight and swam to the back of the big cave where I took a couple of pics with the guys. Fun stuff and totally worth the $40 worth of waterproof flashlight and small dry-bag. We finally all met back up at the dinghy for a cold beer out of the soft cooler and then made way for the infamous William Thornton.

It wasn’t very busy at the Willie T, which was fine with me. We ordered some cocktails and did the obligatory ski shot before ordering lunch and by the time lunch was ready we were feeling fine and some of us had already jumped. Rumor has it some members of our crew even did it the “old fashioned” way, but as far as I know no photographic proof exists. It was much more fun than last time and I’m glad we went. We had a lot of fun on the wet dinghy ride back to the boat where we cleaned up for dinner at Pirates. It's a great place to have dinner during the sunset and the food can be good to very good. Our dinner was pretty much the same as last time; not bad, not great, but fine. I'd go back again for sure.

Day 4 Norman Island to Marina Cay via Nanny Cay
The gas tank in the dinghy had been leaking and the motor wasn’t running the best, so before dinner last night we had called in to the charter company and requested a new dinghy. After a short snorkel at The Indians we stopped back by Nanny Cay on our way to Marina Cay and traded out dinghies with no problems. During the trip up to Marina Cay we worked on familiarizing ourselves with iNavX on the iPad. I had just purchased it a few days before, so knew next to nothing about it. In the end we had gotten pretty good at it and it was well worth the cost, which was a little over $100 if I remember correctly.
Thanks mje113 more info here

We were on a bit of a schedule at this point as we were to meet the folks from Island Surf and Sail http://www.bviwatertoys.com/ at the ferry dock in Trellis Bay to retrieve our fishing gear. We got on a ball at Marina Cay with plenty of time to dinghy over to meet them, so we leisurely readied the dinghy while the girls took up their post on the sun pads. We took off in the dinghy and after no less than 50 yards from the boat the motor suddenly died. After some trouble shooting and trial and error we finally got it to run. Apparently the fitting from the hose to the gas tank was bent. Luckily we had no problems after that the rest of the week. So with fishing gear aboard we went ashore at Marina Cay for Painkillers and lunch. Lunch was very good and the Painkillers were beginning to set in, so I moved to a lounge chair under one of the thatched umbrellas on the beach and dozed off. Bliss!

That night we went to happy hour at the top of the hill with Eric Stone. We were the first ones there and spoke to Eric a bit about enjoying him at the Regatta. There weren’t many people there when he started at 5:00, but it soon filled up and we had a blast. Some obviously uninformed folks, not knowing Bean’s is now at Leverick, showed up in pirate garb and proceeded to “Arrrr” everrrrything to death. It was awkwarrrrrrd and I’m sure a bit trying for Eric, but he handled it well. The pirates didn’t stay long and after they deparrrrrted the party kicked into high gear. By the way, I met Michael Beans one afternoon while reading at Robb White’s house had an hour long conversation about Haiti and I very much enjoy his show, but this wasn’t the time, or place, or performer. Later, there was a simulated matador bull fighting thing between our gal Cindy and a Bulgarian chap and even some well lubricated limbo. Eric was awesome and we had a blast. Dinner was at Pusser’s, which we all enjoyed.

I slept well that night from 10pm until sometime after 2am when I began to toss and turn a bit. I kept having some sort of sense of foreboding and even got up a couple of times and looked out thru portholes to make sure everything was fine. It was...that is until sometime around 5am when I heard a muffled thump. Oh Crap! My first thought was that we had somehow slipped our mooring and were drifting thru the mooring field and had hit another boat. I jumped out of bed and began scrambling for clothes and a light switch. I heard someone with a thick accent say “Hello......Hello....you’ve hit our boat.” I finally got outside and indeed we were right on a catamaran. I ran forward knowing that I would find our lines dangling, but we were still secured and everything looked just fine. I quickly scanned the mooring field. There was only a whisper of wind and although all the boats were somewhat askew we were all facing in roughly the same direction and all had some tension on our mooring. Needless to say I was very confused, being a bit foggy from grog, jolted away and it being dark.

All the while I was scrambling around our boat this guy on the other boat is telling me that I ran into them and that I needed to motor up to the fuel dock and tie off until morning and then tell them what I had done. We had started our engines and motored forward a bit. As I started to get my senses about me I looked for their mooring ball. It wasn’t there! Confusing! Then I saw it! They were completely over top of it. I explained to the other captain that we were still secured to our ball, it was out if front of us and all looked well. He however, had somehow moved forward over their ball and THEY had ran into US! He commented several times that he didn’t do anything wrong and that he wasn’t moving. I told my crew we didn’t do anything wrong and that we weren’t moving either. I shut down the engines and told the crew that we would just wait for daylight and head to The Baths. By now the sun was starting to light the horizon and a lady emerged from their cabin and began taking flash photos. It seemed as though she was trying to appear as if she was taking photos of the sunrise but she wasn’t quite pointing the camera in the right direction for that. The captain continued to mumble things and after a bit they dropped their ball and motored away. By the way, it appeared that this was a skipper for hire. Crazy!!!

Day 5 Marina Cay to Leverick Bay via The Baths
Well, the glass-half-full part is that we got a good start on the trip over to The Baths. We arrived at what I thought was early, around 8:30, and got about the 3rd from last ball. Holy Cow! Next time I guess we will have to leave earlier and motor faster to get there by 8am. We dinghied in and had a good time exploring.

We went back to the boat after a few hours and prepared lunch before dropping our ball and heading to Gorda Sound. We made a couple of snorkeling/beach combing stops before arriving at the Leverick Bay dock where we were assigned slip 18 right on the end; a great spot.

We went to the bar for a bit and then re-provisioned, started some laundry and then after cleaning up we caught the last of Beans’ show before heading upstairs for dinner. Great dinner and great wine with friends! This was my second time having dinner there and both were great! Leverick is a great mid-cruise stop. Did I mention it's great?

Day 6 Leverick Bay to Anegada
We were up early and filled up with water and ice as soon as the dock opened (91 gallons and 15 bags, after 3 days!). We grabbed a couple of last things from the grocery store and left the dock around 9:00.

We joined the procession motoring across Gorda Sound and followed a large cat thru the buoys. We motored by Necker Island, gawking the whole time, and headed north towards Anegada. My shipmates deployed their fishing lines and we had only motored about 30 minutes when I heard “Fish On!”. I slowed the boat to idle and an 18” barracuda was reeled in. Not long after that I spotted a whale about a 1/4 mile off of our starboard bow. Everyone got in a frenzy to see it again and it did surface once more, but not close enough for a good look. As far as nautical superstition goes I don't know if that's good, bad or indifferent luck, but we sure enjoyed it.

We were all prepared for being out of sight of land during the crossing, but it never happened. Maybe it was just a really clear day, or the fact that our eyes were much higher off of the surface on this power boat, or both. Either way I spotted the trees on Anegada when we were less than half way according to iNavX. I’m pretty sure I could even still see Virgin Gorda thru the haze as we passed thru the first set of cans.

There were many mooring balls still open and we grabbed one at or near the east end of the mooring field where, after a quick jaunt ashore, we spent the rest of the day relaxing. We began dinner prep around 5pm and started the baked potatoes on the grill followed by the Riteway steaks. We also had a good salad, scallops and a couple of bottles of Duckhorn Merlot and finished it all off with some 100 year Grand Marnier. We listened to music - probably too loud - until maybe 10:00, give or take an hour, and then went to bed. Ahhhh.....another lovely day in paradise!

Day 7 Second day on Anegada
I was up by 6:30 starting coffee and this trip report. These things don’t write themselves you know. We had arranged a truck from Dean Wheatley and after breakfast we went ashore and met him. What a nice guy!

We drove to Cow Wreck and spent an hour or two. I checked out Hidden Treasure and the Jetsam/Flotsam decor out front - Love it! Next was Loblolly where we had a good lunch, good cocktails, good snorkeling and I had a good nap precariously perched on a plastic chair leaned back against a shade tree. We finished our tour with a stop at Flash of Beauty and then returned the truck and prepared for dinner at Potter’s by the Sea.

Day 8 Anegada to Jost Van Dyke via The Drop
We left early and headed to deeper water for the fishermen. The North Swells had kicked up and it was quite a ride. After several “Perfect Storm” references and near mutiny from the girls we turned toward Jost and Sandy Spit. It was probably a 2 on a scale of 10 for what that boat could handle.

As we neared Sandy Spit we could see the waves breaking and crashing and it was pretty rough, at least compared to what it had been the previous days, so we grabbed a ball down by Foxy’s Taboo and dinghied in for lunch. After lunch the girls stayed for the Bubbly Pool while the fellas took the boat around to Little Harbor and then dinghied back to Taboo. We then made the trek to the Bubbly Pool ourselves. I, being adventurous and/or foolish, climbed up the rocks to witness the awesomeness of the ocean. It was a little warm up there so I decided to inch my way down a bit to get splashed a little. Anyone see where this is going? I watched the next four or five swells all come up to about the same elevation, so I inched down a bit and watched the next swell come in. No splash, but I thought I'd just wait and see before moving any futher down. Then I noticed that the following swell coming in was bigger...Oh Crap, I mean BIGGER! Of course by that time it was very close. I shouted to my buddy that this one was going to be a big one and tried to retreat, but as should be expected, Mother Nature waits for no man and I got swamped by a lot of water. It blasted me against the rocks and as it receded took my sunglasses into the ocean - luckily not still attached to my head. At least I was cooled off and alive, albeit a little bloody. After the squinty walk back to Taboo we took a good group pick with Darren our bartender and then dinghied back to the boat for backup sunglasses and a Cheeseburger dinner.

At some point we discovered that the AC in our cabin wasn’t working. The Gen was running fine and the other two AC’s were cooling just fine, but the aft cabin system was off and wouldn’t stay on. We reported the problem to base and they said they would send someone out the next day. I briefly glanced around the engine compartment for the strainer, but didn’t see it. Remember when I mentioned Murphy’s Law during the boat briefing section. Well, you guessed it, the one thing we weren’t shown during the boat briefing was where the AC strainer was. If it was mentioned, I don’t remember it. No problem, "We'll just open the portholes right?" Well that works fine if there are screens in the portholes, but without screens you’re going to get chewed up by mosquitos. At least that’s what happened to my wife when she tried to sleep in the cabin. I chose to try sleeping out on the bow sun pads. The breeze kept the bugs away from me for the most part, but I didn’t sleep much at all with the bright moon, buzzing bugs, rolling, etc. I think my wife faired worse in our cabin and shortly moved to the salon. That was the wise choice and that's where I found her at about 4am when I came in. Oh well, I just made some coffee and waited for the sunrise.

Day 9 Second day on Jost Van Dyke
We dropped the ball after breakfast and motored over to White Bay. Swam ashore at the crack of 9:30am for Soggy Dollar Painkillers, but it was not to be. It was Good Friday and no booze til 6pm...”it’s the law mon!” So, we went back to the boat to load up the soft cooler with our beverages of choice with plans to enjoy the beautiful beach and have lunch at the Soggy Dollar. Just as we were about to load up the dinghy and take off, Mike, from Virgin Traders, arrived with a freon tank and guages thinking it might be low, but it turned out the strainer was clogged with seaweed from Anegada.

By this time the girls had been left alone on the beach long enough without male companionship...well, at least without their husbands...and without cocktails. I told my mates to go ashore with libations for the girls and I would stay with Mike. I barely finished my sentence when I heard the dinghy motor fire up and roar off; just kidding guys. Mike easily, but not quickly, located the AC strainer and we cleaned it and a few others. Once that had been done the aft AC was cooling like a champ, so I hitched a ride with him across the anchorage and swam the short distance to shore to join my crew. All was well!

We secured a table at the Soggy Dollar for lunch and the fellas challenged me to the Ring Game. I accepted and we set the terms. $20 each into a pool for the winner plus the two losers buy the winner a shot. Wait a minute! If I win I have to do two shots? That’s not a very good deal in my book. Anyway, we played and I won. Somehow though, I managed to give the money back and avoid the shots. After all, this was Good Friday and it was well before 6pm. We moved over to Great Harbor after lunch and while everyone else relaxed aboard, my first mate and I dinghied in to make dinner reservations. We signed up for 7:30 at Corsair's and then walked down to show him Foxy’s Bar. Low and behold, Foxy himself was sitting at one of the outermost tables. Oh if I had only brought my camera!

We had a great time having pre-dinner cocktails at Foxy’s and had a blast and a very good dinner at Corsair’s that night.

Day 10 Jost Van Dyke to Nanny Cay via Soper’s Hole
We dinghied in for breakfast at Christine’s Bakery and it rained a bit for what was, I think, the first time all week. After breakfast we motored over and anchored off of Salty Spit for a couple hours of snorkeling along Little Jost. The snorkeling was much better since the sea was calmer, but I stayed aboard for some down time and did a little cleaning and packing. Alas it was time to go if we wanted to make a stop at Soper’s Hole, so I gathered everyone up in the dinghy and we made way.

At Soper’s Hole we order cocktails and lunch at Pusser’s and while waiting the girls did a little shopping and I toured a couple of Voyage Charters cats. Nice!! It cemented my intent to get my ASA certification this summer. Next time down I will be a blow-boater!

One reason we stopped in Soper’s Hole was to fuel up. Fuel is about $1 per gallon cheaper there than back at Nanny Cay. Unfortunately for us we only got 119 gallons onboard when they ran out of fuel. That was likely only about half of what we needed. I’ll find out when I get the bill from Virgin Traders. All the same, we saved a few dollars and had a good time yet again.

We arrived back at Nanny Cay around 4pm. Secured our vessel, port to, and made ready for our debriefing and checkout. (how very nautical sounding) Mike, the same chap that came out to help us in White Bay did our checkout - nice guy. After that we were relegated to packing for tomorrow’s trip home; bittersweet, as we all missed our kids. Our livers, however, were anxiously awaiting their vacation.

Day 11 Nanny Cay to Missouri via EIS, DJU & DFW
We set our alarms for 5:30am, but I woke up around 4am. After 30 minutes I decided to just get up, start some coffee and enjoy my last morning in paradise. My wife (the Admiral thing never quite caught on even after I explained that a Captain’s boss is an Admiral) anyway, she got up too and while she showered I quietly finished packing and tidied up then showered myself and made breakfast out of cold pizza from last nights dinner at the Genaker Cafe.

Virgin Traders had arranged a 6:30 taxi for our 8:20 departure, but we asked them to move it to 6:15. Our driver arrived at our boat just a few minute after 6am. Wow, not just on time, but early. We loaded up for a nearly wordless ride to the airport. Everyone, including me, had a breakfast of pancakes or eggs & bacon/sausage at the airport and then our flight to SJU was short and uneventful.

Once thru C&I and back thru TSA security I started looking for Lost&Found only to discover that they were closed on Sunday and due to the holiday wouldn’t reopen until Tuesday. Oh well. We boarded and departed on time and had a good flight towards Dallas.

I said “towards” Dallas because about an hour out the pilot announced that the weather around DFW was bad and we might have to land elsewhere and refuel. Oh no! My wife is not the best of flyers. Actually, she is okay with flying, it’s the taking off and more so the landing and turbulence parts she had trouble with. I, on the other hand, enjoy a little bouncing around to keep me honest and, as they say, any landing you walk away from... Anyway, she had an experience like this once that resulted in missed flights, damaged luggage and a two hour wait without AC on a distant tarmac. I attempted to reassure her and luckily we were soon pulling into the gate at DFW and only a bit late.

We had what we thought was just enough time to grab a sit-down meal right by our departure gate, so we ate quickly and got to our gate just in time to hear the announcement that our flight was delayed....and then delayed again....and then once more. I should’ve known! In the end we made it home a little less than two hours later than originally scheduled. As they say, “The difference between Adventure and Ordeal is Attitude.”

Final Thoughts:
* This was a Very Good trip that bordered on Great. My last/first trip down was GREAT. This trip, if it had been my first, might have garnered a GREAT, but I ate too much, drank way too much - pier pressure <img src="http://www.traveltalkonline.com/forums/images/graemlins/Grin.gif" alt="" /> - and spent too little time with just my wife.

* One downer is the adjustment to a different culture. We had one person on our crew that isn’t very accepting and couldn’t quite grasp that they were in a different country with different customs, habits, mores, etc. I knew that if anyone on our crew would have a problem it would be them and I tried to explain and prepare them ahead of time. I mention this because if you are taking friends/family that you think might be like this person you’re probably right. Be ready, it’s a small boat! Nothing explosively bad happened, but it could.

* Anegada was a neat excursion and back when I was working like a mad man and needed relaxation very badly it would have been a much more accurate prescription for me. I enjoyed it and I’m glad I got to see it, but if I don’t go back next time I won’t miss it. I would, however, happily go again if someone on my crew wanted to.

* Since we “can’t get there from here” in one shot and arrive during the day, making a stop in San Juan was great. I will be doing that again or something similar again.

* Bob, our driver from the airport to Nanny Cay, was great. I’ll have to see if I can find his number.

* The order from Caribbean Cellars was only missing one item (Chambord) and with two other items (Blue Moon beer and Coca~Cola) we ordered a 6-pack and received a case, but the invoice was correct on all accounts. I would definitely do business with them again, but only order case amounts and just pick up the 6-pack things during our regular provisioning.

* One of our crew brought an insulated bag/soft-sided cooler as a carry on and it was very handy to take beverages with us in the dinghy and/or ashore. We also took a few good-sized canvas and nylon type bags. They’re light to pack in your luggage, or can be used as carry on luggage and then can be used as grocery/beach bags later.

* We didn’t do a test run of either of our dinghies before leaving the marina. I will next time and I highly recommend it.

* I was very happy that I brought the submersible flashlight for the caves. I’ll bring it next time too along with a camera in a waterproof housing and a GoPro camera to mount somewhere. They're neat.

Thank You’s:
There aren’t many options for powerboat charters in the BVI. We did our first in 2009 with VIP out of the USVI and we had a fabulous time in spite of the equipment and personnel. I would not go with them again to save the $600-700, whatever it was. Not a chance. This trip, with Virgin Traders, was leaps and bounds over our last experience! The boat, although 11 years old, was in very good condition and it performed flawlessly. We did have some issues, but they were addressed and in the end didn’t do any real harm to our vacation. The no AC thing was the worst. I’m a boater and when I’m out on my boat even for a weekend things happen. And when things happen on a boat they cost more and take longer to fix. It’s just a fact. B reak - O ut - A nother - T housand. No complaints. Again, I am especially happy with the staff!!! As an employer myself, I know how hard it is to find good people and Virgin Traders has done just that. Aja and Ashley in the office were exceptional, Mike, our masterful mechanic, was a pleasure and Captain Darrel did an outstanding job too. I know there were others that helped us around the dock and I’d like to thank them too, especially one gentleman, I now can’t remember his name, who filled our water tank the morning after our sleep-aboard without being asked. It’s that kind of service that keeps people coming back time after time. I would highly recommend Virgin Traders to anyone!!!

Lastly, I want to thank all of you TTOL’ers!!! I have gathered so much information as a result of your research and personal experiences. That information has helped me be better informed and prepared for my vacation culminating in a much better experience for both me and my crew.
THANK YOU ! ! ! !

Cheers,
Joe <img src="http://www.traveltalkonline.com/forums/images/graemlins/Grin.gif" alt="" />