Leaving Gibraltar
Spanish courtesy flag -- but with the Caudillo's arms, not the royal crown!
And I thought we Americans had a monopoly on money
Puerto Jose Banus
This be Jamie. Tim was to pay him dearly for his services.
Beach at Marbella / Puerto Jose Banus
Painting the siren Mom had given me
Leaving Spain to cross the Straits of Gibraltar to Morocco. May the adventure continue!
First port in Africa
Moroccan fishermen fixing their nets
The Club Med GO team at Yasmina, summer '78
Presentation of GOs to the GMs, each Monday night. The GMs got to size us up. (I am to far right)
And once a week the locals came to entertain
The soiree of the Vou-Yous (hoods) (I'm at far right)
Me, an English lady who picked up Gary the American GO singer, Jane daughter of Sir Alex Rose and two other GO
Launching a Caravelle, the Club Med training boat
The sailing team -- Giles, Stephanie, Herve (chef de voile) and me -- a “soiree smart”
Later, much later that night
With Jane (daughter of Sir Alex Rose). One of the happiest weeks of my life.
With the excursion boat captain
On nights of full moon, we roasted fresh sardines on the beach and ate them heads and all
Herve locks up the sailing shack for the season
Christos, chef de village, with British wife and son
Next stop: Club Med Playa Blanca, just north of Acapulco
Playa Blanco = white beach
The GO team late October 1978
As a GO, I was expected to service all the guests needs
And then, there was Beatrice, the GO/village nurse
Lecherous me with elegant Beatrice, the weekly "local" dinner
Leaving Playa Blanca
Sailing up the coast of Mexcio on an American 46' ketch, with Beatrice
