Sailing to Barbados, our yacht stopped at St John US Virgin Islands. We got to Cruz, the capital of Saint John, and strolled to the town of bars. populated with old and wrinkly aging hippies. A parrot perched on the shoulder of the lady close to me. She got it from a tattoo hippy with a crackled face, smoking like a chimney.

Check out this slice of life in the memory of Rogues in Paradise