Caribbean Nights ( Part one )

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Imagine visiting the Caribbean for the first time, exploring the island, taking in the sites, meeting fascinating people and perhaps, getting much more than you bargained for.

Submitted: August 21, 2017

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It was such a beautiful day as I looked out my cabin window, seeing St. Thomas for the first time. As I disembarked the ship, I could feel the ocean breeze, the calm sound of the waves off in the distance, and the scent of coppertone  permeating the morning air.

It was my first time visiting the Virgin Islands and I was looking forward to visiting Charlotte Amalie, the island's capital, with its exotic shops, restaurants and bars. As I approached the city, the streets were crowded with tourists,  an air of excitement in the downtown streets, along with the strong aroma of the local cuisine.

I was like a kid in a candy store as I took my solo tour throughout the downtown core, browsing from one shop to another, seeing the infamous post office, enjoying a cool, refreshing drink at Rum Island pub, and afterwards, eating a nice dinner at Jen's Island Cafe and Deli. The day had flown by quickly, but I was already in love with the Caribbean lifestyle, it's easy going and soothing vibe - I couldn't get enough of it.

 Much to my delight, I ended up ordering a few drinks after dinner,  at the Smoking Rooster, mingling with the crowd which consisted of mostly American and Canadian tourists, out in the patio, breathing in the warm Caribbean air, the stars twinkling from above. I was in mid conversation with a young Canadian couple from Montreal,  when they asked me about my vacation and why I was visiting St. Thomas? What could I say to them...I loved the island!

My ship was long gone and since I had my carry on bag with me, I made a conscious decision to stay on the island, so I immediately checked in at the Bunker Hill Inn Hotel....

My stay on the island would be for a week and in that time, I would  visited every corner of the island, attended every party, meet some amazing people and take in some rays at Magens Bay Beach to work on my much needed tan. I would  be able to experience my Caribbean holiday alone without any hassles, all of it completely stress free, without a care in the world.

Turns out that missing my ship was the best thing that could have happened to me and to one other person who, along with myself,  ended up at the Bunker Hill as well.  Together, we experienced our Caribbean nights by visiting St. Maarten, Guadalupe The Bahamas and several more islands in the coming weeks.....

We tell this story to our many friends and acquaintances, and to our children who never get tired of hearing about our Caribbean night adventures.


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