And then along came last Saturday and the Valentine's Day Cup model sailboat races on Middle Caicos.
It was a fine day from the start. George arrived at my house in his growly pickup truct ("The Flame"), Angie and Gill seated regally on beach chairs in the bed. I piled in with my cooler, chair and bag and we made our way past Major Hill, through Bottle Creek and across the crumbling causeway to the next island over. Along the way we girls chatted when we could hear each other, enjoyed the sunshinbe and waved at passing vehicles.
At Bambarra Beach on Middle, others were gearing up for the day. Builders placed their boats on the beach; musicians plugged in; the table of the corporate sponsor, Islandcom, was already set up; and Sara and Danny, the event's founders and organizers, were checking on the setups of the booths for food, beer and merchandise.
I went to the Middle Caicos Co-op booth, where Sara had said I could add my books to the straw hats and bags made by the islanders and the event hats and t-shirts. Sara put her helper, Jocelyn, in charge of keeping the shirt sizes organized, and me in charge of collecting money and making change.
Not long after I set up my chair and cooler, emcee David Bowen blew the conch shell to announce the plan for the day. He kept up an excellent commentary all day, so that even though I wasn't at the water's edge to see the races I was able to follow the action.
And so I spent the day, visiting with everyone who came by, sipping beers and selling shirts, hats, and yes, my books. Now, that's the kind of selling I like!
So maybe I can sell books after all. All I need is a little sunshine, blue water, island music and a cooler of Beck's. Is that too much to ask?