The teens, having slept off the previous night's festivities, woke to find themselves in beautiful Dutch port of Philipsburg, Sint Maarten. After a quick breakfast, the Family set off to enjoy a little fun and sun at Orient Beach.
Now, Orient Beach is located on the French side (St. Martin) and sometime's fancies itself as being the "Saint Tropez" of the Caribbean. "Hedonism is the name of the game here: plenty of food, drink, music and flesh (a naturalist resort occupies the beach's southern tip, but nudity isn't confined to any one area)."
With that in mind, the official husband, thought it would be good to expose the family to this kind of worldly culture. The Queen, not buying into it for a nanosecond, nonetheless went along with her husband's wishes.
(Having been exposed to this type of culture in an earlier life, she knew that once he spied the exotic nudity of a few elderly pot-bellied hairy old men and women strolling along the strand, that it would immediately burst his hopeful little bubble of cheap thrills.)
"His stunned expressions would be well worth the wait," she thought to herself...
2 comments:
It really is clean...And those ships!
Vince
Wow, that first pic is stunning. Ehrm, I don't look forward to unsightly nudity anywhere!
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