On arrival in Charlotte Amalie, we walked a loooong hot mile from the port to the center of town, then wandered aimlessly until we found our way to "Blackbeard's Castle". An obvious tourist trap, we allowed ourselves to be suckered in at $12 each. It turned out OK, they had a pool, and a bar, and those two things fix almost any situation.
Label states: "confusion and plotting developed if Blackbeard's men were sober, but all was calm when they had enough ale" Well said.
If someone is going to go to the trouble to erect a cheezy photo-op billboard, then it's the least I can do to oblige.
Lindso decided she likes St Thomas and declared victory over the island
