I mentioned earlier that we just returned from St. Thomas where we did a whole lot of nothing. It was glorious. No internet. No cell phones. No problem. We didn’t take many pictures because I didn’t take my real camera and when we realized we didn’t get cell service, we locked our phones in the safe for most of the day. But we did get a few. Just enough to take you through a quick recap.
We arrived at our resort and walked around to check out the view. Not bad. Not bad at all.
We watched the sunset every night. No matter how many times you see it, it never gets old. Ever.
On our first day we went to the store and loaded up on our own wine, beer and liquor. It was the economical thing to do. The resort obviously knew this as the furniture hardware doubled as a bottle opener. That’s some great interior design.
And go out
One day we took the ferry over to St. John. We asked the locals what beach we should go to. They led us to a path and said it was a short walk to a quiet, pretty beach. Um, “short walk” was actually a 2 mile hike in flip flops. Note: I hate hiking. I know, I’m un-American or something. But I’m terrified of wildlife and not being able to control my surroundings. Shocked, aren’t you?
This is part of the hike. Jon took this. I was probably screaming about a bird.
And I quickly shut up when I saw this…
Back on St. Thomas, our favorite restaurant, Havana Blue, was walking distance from our resort. We went there three times in our seven days. I asked about a gluten free menu the first time we went and although they didn’t have a separate menu, the manager went through each and every menu item with me, telling me what was safe for me to eat. Major bonus points. The food was outstanding and inspired my next post. Coming soon! Oh, and the view sort of rocked.
Our last night…
Ok. So now I have to be honest. I had a hard time relaxing. Why, you ask? This is why.
I’m not even kidding a little bit. I screamed often. See these steps? These were the steps down to the beach. People would sit here and feed one and then all of a sudden…this would happen.
They even hung out by the pool! How was I supposed to close my eyes and relax? Seconds after this photo, I yelled at Jon to do something and everyone around me laughed in my face. Like they’re soooo cool with iguanas crawling all over them or something. Whatever. I never really got over it, but I didn’t let them ruin my trip.
Thanks for a great time St. Thomas. I hope to see you again soon. Next time, let’s lose the iguanas. Cool?
Posted on January 21, 2013