From Doubting to Baptism? With St. Croix next? What does it mean?

After packing up for the next island, we took a taxi then a ferry to our destination. The ferry ride was quick — about 15 minutes.

When we got off, we hauled our luggage to the National Park Headquarters, but it was closed on Sundays. So we found a grocery store. Our new accommodation was about a mile from there.

St. John Island is very steep, so the planned mile walk up the hill was arduous, at eighty degrees and eighty percent humidity. Luckily, two young gentlemen offered us a ride! Brian didn’t want to accept, but they convinced us, so we hopped in their car. Smart move! And such kindness. They didn’t even want any money for helping us out.

Next, we hired a guide to take us around the island. Jenn was great! She stopped wherever we asked.

We spent three wonderful hours listening to Jenn, learning about her favorite place. She moved here about 15 years before, thinking to stay about a year, but she never left. Now she has a family.

So many beautiful coves on this island! The steep terrain enhances the sights.

We got out of Jenn’s car often to see her favorite views. Jenn referred to Caneel Bay Resort as a Jurassic Park scene, with the abandoned buildings on a remote island. In 1956, Laurance Rockefeller opened this eco-friendly resort and purchased thousands of acres of the surrounding land which later became Virgin Islands National Park. The resort operated under a lease from the park until 2017.

We even walked down to a few beaches.

Jenn let us out at a sugar mill ruin which had informational signs and maps. She couldn’t come with us because she was parked in a taxi-only zone and had to stay with the car.

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