Catching Up
It has been a busy couple days, but I have decided to take it easy today so I am catching up on my writing since I have nothing going on until 4:45 PM today.
Day 3 – A Detour to St. George
Day three didn’t go exactly as planned, but I have no complaints about how it turned out. Instead of heading to Hamilton, we hopped on a free tender ferry over to St. George.
My main interest there was the unfinished church—a striking, skeletal structure with a fascinating history behind why it was never completed, even after all these years. There’s something poetic about a place that was left in suspense for centuries.
Another unexpected gem tucked away in historic St. George: a pay phone. I honestly can’t remember the last time I saw one out in the wild, so I couldn’t resist snapping a photo with it for nostalgia’s sake.
Later that evening, after dinner, Deanna and I made friends with a lively—and let’s just say unfiltered—group of folks. They were a wild bunch, but genuinely kind-hearted. One of them even “donated” some hair to me.
Day three was the day that just did not want to seem to end. I stayed up way too late and laughed too hard for too long. As I was laying in bed trying to sleep, I became acutely aware of how sore my smile muscles were.
Day 4 – Back to Hamilton
On day four, I finally made it to Hamilton—via ferry—to revisit a beautiful church I’d seen on a past trip. I wanted more time to appreciate its stunning stained glass windows, and I’m glad I went back. This time, I also discovered the Warrior’s Chapel tucked inside, which I somehow missed during my previous visit.
After the church, I wandered around for a bit, hoping to rediscover a little thrift shop that Deanna and I had found on a previous trip. Unfortunately, no luck. The sun was getting intense, and I was starting to feel a bit too warm (and sunburned), so I made my way back to the ship.
Like most cruise destination cities, Hamilton has a large “photo op” sign—perfect for a souvenir selfie. Naturally, when I went to check it out, it was under construction. Thankfully, I’d already snapped a photo earlier with a “Greetings from Bermuda” mural near the church, so I still got my moment.
