The Caribbean is a popular destination in the winter months, when snow birds flock by the thousands to the warmer shores of the different Caribbean islands. Nevis is no different. But what about traveling to Nevis in the summer?
It finally happened. I successfully concluded the first Boss Women Retreat for women over 35, who like me are interested in Caribbean travel, networking, adventure, exploring, de-stressing and learning how to unleash their passion.
A bed that is begging to be slept in, furniture in bright and vibrant Caribbean colors, a view to live by, free WiFi and ample closet space with plenty of hangers, this is what I remember most about my stay at the Mount Nevis Hotel. But wait, I am getting way ahead of myself here. Let us start from the beginning, shall we?!
Saba, a tiny speck on the map of the Caribbean but definitely a place you need to consider for your next Caribbean adventure. I use the word adventure here on purpose because despite her tiny size, Saba is the perfect destination for the adventure traveler.
An honest review of a wonderful stay at Scout’s Place on Saba in the Dutch Caribbean
Valentine’s day is here. Again. Not my favorite day. In all honesty I have grown quite disgusted with this so-called day of love. Not that I have anything against love. It’s just that I can do without the whole commercial part of V-day. This day has quickly become more about how much money you can spend on the one you love, rather than the actual love between you and your mate/partner/wife/husband. Whatever.
I choose to still believe in the actual love and bond between myself and the person I decide to give my heart to. I do not need a cheesy teddy bear with an “I love You” shirt and a dozen roses cruelly cut before their prime to tell me that my husband actually loves me too. Besides, if he really wants to show his appreciation for our love and marriage he knows no teddy bear, chocolate or roses will do, but a ticket to an exotic Caribbean island just might 😉
We try to make at least two trips a year together. The rest of the time I travel by myself. This year thanks to fucking Irma, I will probably be celebrating Valentine’ s day at our bar, eating burgers and drinking too many glasses of Prosecco, drowning my sorrow and wallowing over the fact that I’m not traveling.
Anyway, before I depress you with my depressing anecdote of my deplorable current travel status, let me just get to what this blog post is really about: My current most romantic Caribbean island.