We’d
never heard of Nevis before our trip there. It was our last eve, and we were sorry to leave. Nevis still had a few more sweet
memories in store for us….
Up,
up, up…. DIVE BOMB! SPLASH! Gulp.
Up,
up, up…. DIVE BOMB! SPLASH! Gulp.
Up,
up, up…. DIVE BOMB! SPLASH! Gulp.
It’s
a bird, not a plane, it’s a Kamikaze pelican! Over and over, dawn until dusk, in the otherwise placid
Northern corner of Oualie Bay, Nevis, these pelicans were having a jolly good
time diving and feasting. I was
convinced even if these weren’t such fruitful fishing grounds, they’d dive-bomb
there just for the sheer fun of it.
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While Nevis’s Four Seasons hotel is swanky… |
Back
on our boat, a little later, we heard a band playing, badly. Don Henley, Eric Clapton, the Eagles.…
“Welcome to the Hotel Oooh-ah-lah-lee…” they crooned almost to the tune of
“Hotel California.” We were anchored a stone’s throw from Oualie Beach
Resort. It was 9 pm, a perfect,
balmy starry night, and I wasn’t even cold in my spaghetti strap sundress. “Should we?” Wayne asked. “Definitely,” I replied, “It’s part of
what we came here for.”
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Nevis’s Oualie Beach Resort is humble. However it has something important Four Seasons lacks… guests! |
Once
again, so close to our Caribbean cruising fantasy! Full moon, steel drums, drinking cheap rum drinks and
dancing on a beach….
A
starry night instead of a full moon?
Sure.
Cheap
rum drinks? We already drank some
“Bushy’s rum” on our boat (cheap and good). Check.
Even
if it wasn’t steel drums, it was music, sort of. That works.
Dancing
on a beach? We weren’t very
graceful, but we definitely got that part down.
Close
enough for a fabulously memorable eve.
Thank you Nevis and Oualie Beach Resort.
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