They say that if at first you don’t succeed, try and try again.
This is my second attempt at organizing an all girls getaway, my first group trips of many, I hope. I figured that with my background in event planning and the many questions I receive weekly from readers wanting to visit the Caribbean or asking what to do on specific islands, a well organized girls getaway would be beneficial to many.
So I started planning my first girls trip last summer. Everything was set. We were heading to Anguilla in October 2017. Then Irma happened and everything changed in the blink of an eye. But now 4 months post-Irma, I’m ready and excited to go on three Girls Trips this year. So, who’s ready to travel with me this year?
Last August I visited the Dominican Republic and like with every destination I visit I try to reach out to one or more of my social media buddies from that particular place. So, I sent a message to my fellow writer at Women Who Live on Rocks (WWLOR), Jen from the hilarious Drinking the Whole Bottle, who lives in Santo Domingo to see if she wanted to meet.
A girl after my own heart Jen suggested we meet at a quaint sea side restaurant close to the Malecon not too far from where I was staying in the Zona Colonial. We clicked immediately and soon after a cold Presidente or two we started planning sh*t, our minds working in synch. “You know what would be cool? If all the writers of the WWLOR website could get together”, says one. “Yeah! like a retreat. Or better yet a RockTreat”, screams the other. And so a seed was planted.
We of course couldn’t wait to tell our fearless head island girl at the WWLOR headquarters, Chrissann about our discussion. Apparently she had been thinking about organizing the same thing for a while.
A plan was hatched. Skype calls were planned. Agendas were consulted. We decided on a suitable location and date and Chrissann ran with it, organizing everything from a place to stay to activities and margarita days. What was just a seed a mere 8 months ago blossomed into the first ever Island writer’s RockTreat.
After counting down the months and weeks I am now counting down mere days. Jeepers, how did the day get here so fast?