After the new years venture we sailed home to St. John and everyone slowly dissipated until it was only me, Fletch, Summer, Mikey, and Dave from Boston. Actually, for all I know, everyone ran off at once; after all the new years fun, and then spending the day in the sun drinking painkillers, once back on the boat I passed out cold and didn't wake up until the next morning, at which point it was me, Fletch, Summer, Mikey and Dave from Boston left. Mikey and Summer had to work the rest of the week, but we made plans to head