I am sure I should have been born on a beach, and never have left. Nothing makes me happier than hearing the sound of waves gently lapping at white sand, so hot that you have to hop across it to get to the sea. I love diving and snorkeling, and will never stop being amazed that there are such beautiful, colourful fish and coral just waiting there under the surface for anyone who cares to look. I have, therefore, been very happy for the past couple of weeks.

It was my first trip to the Caribbean and I can’t believe I have waited all this time to go! I will definitely be back, the pace of life suits me down to the ground, and the motto “maximum chill” rang true of the whole holiday. Whether I was sitting in the back of the pick up with a Piton beer watching the palm trees tip precariously away from me as we whizzed around the island on steep, potholed roads, on a beach with sand in between my toes, underwater with those amazing fish, or having a local BBQ and rum punch, I was in heaven. Watch out, Caribbean, I will be back!

The first drink of the holiday, a Belinni at 7.30am in the Virgin lounge:

And the second, on Jalouise beach. If you like Pina Colada’s, getting caught in the rain……

Huge conch shells are everywhere. I even saw them used as bricks!

Some of the houses are just amazing. Most are brightly coloured and cheerful, and others are naturally worn by the sea air. I was pretty glad we weren’t staying at no. 39 though:

The town of Canaries, with our favourite bar ‘The Viewpoint’ at the top left. A great place to enjoy a rum punch and watch the sunset as the name suggests.

The famous St. Lucia Pitons, two striking volcanic peaks. I’m afraid we wimped out of walking up them:

And the beer that shares their name. Most of the adverts are hand painted:

A typical rum shack, found all over the island

Definitely a couple of good philosophies!

My sister Laura enjoying a spot of sunbathing:

We weren’t the only ones enjoying the sea though. This horse had just enjoyed a swim to cool off:

The kids were fascinated by my camera and loved posing so they could see themselves on the back:

The taxis are definitely more fun than the ones in the UK:

Unfortunately we didn’t have time to learn kiteboarding, by the time we discovered the beach and asked about it, it was too late. It takes an average of 11 hours of training before you even get anywhere near the sea!

My one true love; a cocoa bean:

I wish I had an underwater housing for my camera, so I could have taken photographs whilst diving and snorkeling. I’d find it hard to trust through. I knew someone who took their camera down in it’s brand new housing (that costs more than the camera) and it leaked…eek!

Happy April 1st. I hope you fooled someone! And thanks to my wonderful father. I love you Dad!

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