Listen, I don’t have a whole bunch of photos from Duffy’s in St. Thomas, and let me tell you why.
For my birthday, I took a taxi down to Sapphire Beach, where I was met by a completely different kind of shore from that of Magens Bay, and I didn’t have much hope for my time spent there...until.Read more
I didn’t take many photos while eating at Slice, the restaurant at Sapphire Beach, because I was more focused on soaking up to alcohol from the bar, while adding another painkiller and beer on top of that.
I had a burger, which was okay. It was obviously a high fat ground beef, as the burger had shrunken so much that it resembled the patty in Wendy’s infamous ‘Where’s the Beef’ ads of thr 1980s. But who am I to complain. I was drunk.
The burger came with a flimsy, thin, sad little slice of pickle, and all the usual accoutrements. I scarfed it down. Yolo.Read more
First of all, I can’t wait to get back to Los Angeles. Coming back home has been cool, and I’ve had some awesome moments, but I’m ready. More on that, later. For now, I’m so happy I had a chance to walk through Downtown before jetting back to the mainland!Read more
I have never swam in the water at any beach in the continental United States. I refuse, because there is no sea water as crystal clear and blue as the oceans that surround some of the world’s most beautiful islands, like St. Thomas. So, after a good night’s sleep, I headed out to Magens Bay for my first full day back home.Read more
I’m not a fan of traveling. I really love being at home and moving about the world makes me nervous. So, in order for me to have an anxiety-free experience, I am sure to be more than prepared when I travel. What’s crazy is that it’s been three years since I stepped foot inside an airport, and I almost forgot how to get out the door and to my gate without making it a major production. Thank goodness for a few tools...Read more
I hate the way most people pack. That’s a fact. I’m pretty sure I have a low-grade form of OCD, and I am obssessed with my version of perfection. It’s a whole thing. So, when packing for my trip to St. Thomas, I spared no over preparation.Read more
When I tell people I don't listen to music, the looks on their faces are always one of, either, shock or confusion. But, there it is...I don't listen to music. Well, not anymore, and the story behind that is entirely too intense to get into here and now. So, when searching for music to add to my travel and island playlist, I was stumped. Then, I made a horrible mistake.Read more
Most people tend to overpack. I am not one of those people. An anal-retentive virgo, I am a whiz at compartmentalizing and putting things in the places and categories they belong. This, my little version of OCD, helps me keep my packing to an organized minimum. The first step to doing that is simple, and the one thing most packers never think about when preparing for their trips.Read more
As I write this, I am just one week away from my trip to St. Thomas and I am so very excited to be leaving Los Angeles and flying into the arms of my grandmother. It has been so long since I have left this town, much less the continent, and I have high hopes for this excursion back to my homestead. Still, I am trying not to over-plan, as I don't want to ruin the kind of magic that can happen when one lets life flow. I am not making too many plans for my stay on the island, but I am making plans for my departure.Read more