Bermuda, which is really the top of a volcano, is home to an uncountable number of boats. One day in April, almost at the end of a month-long painting holiday, my art dealer invited us to take a day trip on the water in her eighteen-foot boat. We left the government docks behind the Princess Hotel in Hamilton and proceeded to circumnavigate the island. The beauty of Bermuda is renowned, and anyone who has visited the island will remark on the colourful flowers, the pastel painted houses with their waterfall roofs, the hues of the water, and the attractiveness of the steeply terraced landscape. Viewed from the water, those accolades of Bermuda are in spades, which as we know pay double but are still insufficient.