Anyone
who reads this blog knows that I travel a lot. London last year, Paris in
February, Stockholm in June, and last week, a relaxing vacation on the island
of Nevis in the Caribbean (right next door to St. Kitts).
Hubby
and I celebrated a significant anniversary on July 31 by laying on the beach,
drinking Pina Coladas, and eating our way through conch chowder, spiny lobster
tails and desserts like rum-soaked bananas with coconut ice cream.
The
sun… the sand… the food… It was heaven. Even the hotel helped make it memorable (yes, the macaroons were melting in the island heat).
Nevis
only has about 10,000 people on the whole island, but the human population is vastly
outnumbered by the Green monkeys. The monkeys came over from West Africa in the
1600’s on trading ships, and liked the island so much they stayed. Every dawn and dusk, they come down from the
trees in search of food (mangoes are their favorite). They move REALLY FAST
from branch to branch, but Hubby tempted one with a nice, ripe mango and it
paused long enough for me to get this adorable shot…
But
our perfect vacation was nearly ruined on the flight home last Saturday. Our plane was delayed 9 hours (!) by Tropical
Storm Bertha, and when we did take off, it was a white-knuckle ride all the
way. I may never ride in one of those small ‘island hopper’ planes again!
I’m
off to Adelaide, Australia, in October, but this time, I’m making sure it’s on board a
767!
How
about you? Any favorite vacations? Any travel nightmare stories? I’d love to hear
it!
Jenna
