Why sons should ALWAYS sit with their mothers on ferrys

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After spending 5 hours in the sun at the most beautiful beach in the world (Trunk Bay Beach), we boarded the ferry to travel from St. John to St. Thomas USVI last week and had to make the choice of whether to sit on the top deck in the sun, or below deck where it was shaded. This was our first day of intense Vitamin D intake and Melatonin and I was exhausted.  The boys (all three) wanted to continue to bake so they abandoned me to sit alone below.

Within a few minutes an extremely large gentleman sat next to me and the ferry began to fill up quickly so we had to squeeze in tight to accommodate all of the passengers.  This meant I was practically sitting on this strangers lap as he dialed his phone and began to speak loudly to his buddies about kids, life and future plans.  I couldn't help but notice he had a large ring on his finger and after studying it nonchalantly, I realized it was a Super Bowl ring.

The glee swelled up inside me as I realized that I was in the most coveted seat on the ferry and the look on the boys faces when they find out that karma will come back to bite them in the ass for abandoning their mother in a strange land... MWAHAHAHAHA.. oooo... I couldn't wait to break the news!

After he finished his phone conversation the other passengers and I inquired who he played for and what he was doing now. If he missed playing the game and what he loved most about retirement.  After the 45 minute ride he posed for pictures and we all said our goodbyes as I skipped off the boat and waited to break the news to the football fans.

The look on their faces was priceless as I explained what they had missed, showed them the pictures and pointed to his large frame getting into his car in the parking lot.

Ah sweet justice.


Me and Roland Williams :)