Amber Jones' Adventures (aka, The Reluctant Sailor)
Tales of High Seas, Low Tides, and Escapades Ashore
Sunday, July 22, 2018
New York City: Peace, Practicing, Presenting
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Dear friends and armchair travelers, forgive my long neglect of your need for rousing tales of seafaring snafus and disasterly disorders. ...
Sunday, April 15, 2018
Stop and Smell the Cherry Blossoms
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It was a sunny, 70-degree day. The cherry blossoms had peaked. But I was hard at work, unpaid: worked up two contracts, took a call about...
Thursday, March 22, 2018
Fleeing South, in the Nick of Time
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Here I am at the southernmost point in the continental United States. It is windy and cool, and I only packed shorts in my suitcase. This is...
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Tuesday, February 27, 2018
Who Cares About a Few Teensy Drops of Water?
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I've been known to whine now and then about the vagaries of sailing--as I see them from my point of view. Pope always claimed I was l...
Stop the Roller Coaster; I'm Dizzy!
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Emotional roller coaster: a situation or experience that alternates between making you feel excited, exhilarated, or happy and making you fe...
Thursday, February 8, 2018
Here and There: Scenes from the Windward Islands
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Day 1: Hotel Bambou, Trois-Ilets (across the bay from Fort de France), Martinique; quite a contrast from buildings we would encounte...
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