An Afternoon with the Mariners of Port Royal
It was a warm August afternoon in Port Royal. As usual, the small town was moving in slow motion. (I always find it impossible to imagine Port Royal as “the wickedest city,” with buxom wenches, swashbuckling pirates and other clichés – 21st century Port Royal is considerably more laid back). Somehow we took a wrong … More An Afternoon with the Mariners of Port Royal