A crystalline turquoise ocean, framed by endless white sandy beaches, Your charter yacht glides along with the rhythm of the Trade winds, Before dropping anchor in quiet coves sheltered by lush hills, Your devoted crew meticulously attending to every detail whilst the light glistens like diamonds from sun-up to sun-down. |
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| A touch of french sailing in the Virgin Islands |
| Imagine... |