So I’m now in the Caribbean and it is, as expected, beautiful here. Through my villa’s French windows, all I can see are swaying palm trees, and a sea of a startling blue green. It rained within five minutes of my arrival, but the sun has just broken through, and I am off in my golf cart to investigate lunch.
I’ll leave you with an image of one side of my villa’s drawing room
and the welcome fruit basket, which has fruits I’ve never seen before piled up with the expected bananas and apples.
(LLG is a guest of Tortuga Bay)