Our tiny room had two double beds rather than the queen size we were used to at home. Because we were so tired, we decided to use both beds. But in the middle of the night, Clare crept into Brian’s, and both of us slept better.

This day, Wednesday, we walked to Frenchtown eager to find the French Heritage Museum which was about a mile from our guesthouse. The automobile traffic was, and still is, a bit confusing. The Danish drove on the left when the United States bought the islands. Driving on the left remains, but now with U.S. vehicles that have left-side drivers. Weird, and happy to not have rented a car!

Near the museum was a large church. Unfortunately, it was closed.

Along the way, we found an egret wandering through some bushes.

In Frenchtown was a restaurant named for the French Quarter in New Orleans, where we had lunch. The photographs and decor were reminiscent of that famous musical city.

Dinner at a large restaurant on the waterfront include 2-for1 drinks!

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