When I was 19 years old, my best friend decided to get married in Barbados and I was to be the maid of honour. I’d had a pretty sheltered life up to that point and it was my first taste of a hot holiday. It was my first taste of the Caribbean and my first taste of getting on a plane where the temperature was MINUS 21 or so and getting off the plane in a humid and hot climate.
We had an overnight layover in Toronto which involved the cringey hotel bar and some karaoke. Fun times and it’s all a blur.
Maybe half an hour before we landed in Barbados, we landed in St. Lucia and I was in complete awe of the beauty of it.
Barbados was amazing.
My first time on a roundabout. First time driving on the left side. First time seeing a gecko right up close. First time at the ocean.
The houses are painted the prettiest shades of pink, yellow, turquoise.
Not sure I’d call it the most memorable as the memories of it didn’t last much longer than the marriage did but at least I have some pics to prove it.
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