Our Captains...
the lovely and delicious, Mrs Stacy Bach (nee Steitsinger).
Fun and games, until a jib needs to be furled, then it is go time.
ridiculously handsome, Mr James Bach. a study in patience.
I have a nasty predilection to NEED to know why why why, that manifests itself in asking questions in the most inopportune time... so important note, when Captain James is maneuvering to drop an anchor in a lagoon, with rocks to the left, a reef to the right and a wicked breeze pushing us hard to shore... DON'T ask why the green rope needs to be resting over the blue rope... not a good time.
but seriously... how good looking is this dude!?!?!
surprised and pregnant, Tammy Messina, a novel in patience.
Matt basically said, close your eyes, we are going to the airport, and don't open them until BOOM... we are on a dock on an island (11 hours later).
I have never been pregnant, but I can't imagine bikinis, boats and tight spaces are at the top of the wish list.
i love him, i know you love him... Matt Messina
I could spend 10 days at a Greyhound station in downtown Kansas City and have a spectacular time with this clown.
the lovelier and more delicious, Heather Bacchus.
Heather gets wickedly sea sick, green, beige and all kinds of wrong.
So if she can't sit in a tub of water without barfing, why oh why is she on a 10 day BOAT excursion... god bless those little badges... err patches, which are sorta like badges for vomit prevention?!?
rounding out the clown crew... me.
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