Sailing through the Caribbean, we had our first real bridge lesson (opening leads to a no trump contract) and played duplicate in the afternoon. To our amazement, we actually won the duplicate (7 tables I think)–amazing because we had our communication problems and, in one hand, went down 3 doubled. (Apologies to readers who are not bridge players). We had a port talk about Grenada–our stop tomorrow–and in the evening went back to Manfredi’s, the Italian restaurant we ate at on Jan 4 for my birthday. We had a waiter, Andre, from Indonesia we especially liked and asked to be seated in his section again. That put us in a cozy area of 3 tables for two. The woman next to me was there for her birthday as well (which brought a special cake with an electric candle) and she asked for 6 plates so all of us shared her cake. Very pleasant evening.