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"The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong in the broken places." -- Hemingway
185--Tortola: Bomba's Surfside Shack
@ CherieSpotting
Feb 21 2004 - 12:21 PST |
Tortola is an island of simple charm and elegant paradise. | Bomba's Shack is really a shack. | Joe relaxes with a free Bomba Punch. |
Bomba opened a bar because he said he was too lazy to get "a real job." | So many panties, so little time. | And I thought my panties were big! |
I asked Bomba what his last name was, and he said: "Shack." | Joe and Patty at Bomba's Shack. | The first thing Bomba did with my underwear was smell them. |
Bomba said my underwear was his favorite. (I bet he says that to all the girls.) | Bomba has thousands of panties decorating his bar. For him, each one is special. | Bomba's Surfside Shack. |
Cherie holds Bomba's hands down. | Patty couldn't donate her underwear because she was wearing a bathing suit. | Just so everyone knows whose undies those are. |
The view from Bomba's. | Houses in Tortola are sweet splashes of color. | A local artist makes pottery. |
Patty and Cherie explore Tortola in the BVI. | A pink dream home, perfect for any Mary Kay rep. | Tortola is laced with charming cottages by the sea. |
Joe found: "Struggling Man's Place." | A house with a view of another house. | Brilliant flowers drench the air with sweetness. |
Cherie overlooking Nanny Cay, Tortola. | Nanny Cay, not a bad place to keep your boat. | Nanny Cay. |
Joe is at home is Smuggler's Cove. | Let's snorkel. | Beauty and the beach. |
Joe waves hello! | Blue skies and pink roofs. | Cherie, Joe and Patty after a snorkel. |
The west end of Tortola. | Cherie with some new Tortolian friends. | Cane Garden Bay, Tortola. |
How much are clean chips? | Long Bay is long. | Men--they want to spend the whole day shopping! |
cherie writes: Bomba is what he is. He’s a dirty old man and the proud owner of Bomba Surfside Shack. Bomba built the place with his own two hands because he liked to drink—and he wanted a job where he could be drunk all day. With weekly BBQs and crazy Full Moon Parties, Bomba doesn’t have the time to spend all his money—he’s having too much fun being lazy.
When I met Bomba he gave me a big bear hug and asked me for my underwear.
What? I was shocked until I saw that his shack (which is a shack in every sense of the word) was decorated with women’s panties. Bomba’s Cadillac even had underwear hanging from his rearview mirror; an air-freshener only dirty old man could appreciate.
Bomba tried to talk me out of my undies but I wouldn’t give them up. “I’ll give you a free Bomba punch,” he told me.
“Is that how men get girls out of their panties these days?” I asked.
Only women will understand this, but at times like these, I always find myself wearing underwear that is “not cute.” So I promised I would bring Bomba a cute pair another day.
True to my word, I arrived the next day at Bomba’s with a foo-foo pair of panties with hearts on them. They were the itchy lacy kind that every woman hates and every man adores. (I’m in a timewarp, but I think underwear should cost a dollar a pair; but I also think that movies should be a buck a night to rent. These days a decent pair is $12 and movie rentals are $4 each.)
So I wanted more than one punch for my frilly panties. I gave them to Bomba and he ordered Joe, Patty and I a round of Bomba punch. Bomba held my panties to his nose (like the dirty old man he is) and said: “These are the best smelling underwear I’ve ever sniffed.”
“Of course they are,” I exclaimed. “I didn’t wear them.”
Bomba was so gracious he stapled my underwear to the front of his bar, and kept the Bomba punches coming all afternoon.
Bomba’s Shack is in Little Apple Bay on the island of Tortola. Tortola (21.5 square miles) is the largest of the pristine British Virgin Islands. Discovered by explorers, invaded by pirates, sought after by buccaneers, Tortola is now a place where sailors dream of becoming castaways. And beach bums like Bomba, can build a shack, get rich, and have women give him their underwear everyday.
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