It is that time again. Hurricane season is here. The time all of us in the hurricane belt dread the most.
Yes, summertime comes with its advantages. It is the time we local folk get to play and we finally enjoy our beaches again, cause you know, we don’t swim in the winter. It’s just too darn cold 😉 But with all that fun and play, there is always that looming threat of another hurricane.
The hurricane in 2017 was not our first rodeo and neither will it be our last. By now most of us who experienced the storms in 2017 consider ourselves somewhat of a pro when it comes to hurricane preparedness. We have learned our lessons and are now better equipped to survive the aftermath. Or so we hope.
But one thing I still have difficulty mastering is how to stock my pantry as a Pescatarian/Vegetarian and wannabe Vegan.
If you follow me on Instagram you probably saw the post recently in which I admitted to be suffering from depression and anxiety. I must thank you all, by the way for your support. It is not an easy thing to admit to and I definitely did not do it for pity or attention.
My mom is of the opinion that one should never reveal one’s issues and struggles to anyone. Keep that shit secret and hidden. Put up a brave face and struggle on. Such is life after all, right?
When it comes to female solo travel, one thing and one thing only remains the number one concern of all, and that is safety. Although I have only visited a small percentage of the entire Caribbean to date and still have lots to explore and discover, 3 small islands stand out the most when it comes to exploring and experiencing an island destination in a safe environment.
First of all let’s hope you never need this list, but in case you do, I hope it helps.
If you are reading this you either live in the hurricane belt, have family/friends that do or you have a morbid fascination with destructive hurricanes. Whatever your reason these are some of the things I recommend you prepare for in case you find yourself where I did in 2017 with Irma and Maria.
A honest look at what visitors should expect and avoid on their next trip to a hurricane struck island by an islander and Irma survivor.
According to my Instagram account, I lead a very glamorous and tropical life in the Caribbean and I have the always pretty, always bright, always sunny pictures to prove it. According to my Facebook account I am Miss Positivity, all wrapped in gold paper-mâché, with a pink bow on top and farting confetti, while bursting into song. Although farting confetti would be one cool superpower and I would love nothing more than to be able to carry a proper tune for that matter, my real life is at times very far from the image I have created online.
Like most super heroes, I have a secret identity. One that I try to keep hidden. One that is not allowed to come out and play. At least not in public. This hidden identity can be dark at times, is humorless, down and just sad. This identity can shit on anyone’s parade and take down happiness in one well organized coup.
Yes, I too feel down and super unhappy at times.