We had an easy downwind sail to Curacao, but due to a late departure from Bonaire we had to motor sail the last few hours to get in before the marina closed at 5:00 PM or the weekend.  No electricty = No A/C = Unhappy Teresa.

Rachel, Geary, Teresa and Carolyn hiding in Curacao

We got another great berth location  in the Santa Barbara Plantation resort.  The water was clear and we could jump off the back of Sea Rose for an easy swim.

Tied up on the outside with the swimming area and beach on the inside.

On the weekend, the locals arrive in numbers and tie up to the outside of the pier and swim on the inside.

Rachel, Carolyn and Teresa shopping in the farmers market Willemstad.

Geary making friends with the locals.

Bob and Teresa getting directions from the tourist office.

We did visit some cultural sites.  The oldest active synagogue in the western hemisphere.

Very nice interior with all sand floors.

I got told off for taking this picture inside the museum.

Mingling with the “Chichi” women of Curacao.  Chichi mean “big sister” in the local language of Papiamentu.

Don’t tell Teresa they’re not real.

The crew with the Queen Juliana Bridge in the background.

Carolyn crossing the Queen Emma pontoon bridge.

Gotta have a selfie.

Looking across the river to the town of Willemstad.

Teresa to the left and Big Guns to the right.

Exploring Rif Fort…

The view from our lunch table.

Another hot sunny day in Ceru Boca.

I didn’t realize Cannabis gave you energy.  This product seems like an oxymoron.