We just got home from a family trip to St Lucia (hence no blog post last week.) It was a phenomenal trip full of family fun time, exploring, meeting fabulous people, eating and drinking, and relaxing – we’ll have memories to reminisce about for the rest of our lives. So this blog is dedicated to that trip (I didn’t have any other ideas) – but I didn’t want to just write about it. I went through our pictures and picked out a few. Not necessarily the best ones, but the ones that I thought would be the most fun to write about. Enjoy…
OUR TRIP TO ST LUCIA
Zoe met this baby in the pool. She loved pulling her around in her floatie. Moments after this picture was taken, she decided to turn the baby around. By her head.
What is this, you ask? Bat Crack!!! It’s a picture of a crack in a mountain that leads to a cave. And when I took this picture, the bats inside that crack were making all kinds of noise. It was cool, but does bat noise make this a cool picture? No. Without sound, it’s just a picture of a crack. Though I did center it really well.
One of Chloe’s goals was to make a lot of friends. She used her mom’s tried-and true-method: Go up to someone, introduce yourself, and then ask them their name. She did this time and time again and made approximately 1.8 billion friends. It was pretty amazing to watch. She was the little friend collector.
This a picture of a flower that I took at the Botanical Gardens. I don’t know what kind of flower it is, only that it’s pretty and I took a nice picture of it. This picture is important because it was taken when Chloe and I lagged behind the rest of the group to take “super-secret plant pictures” off the path, which may be breaking international law.
This is Zoe crying. Is it because she has sunburn? No. Is it because a coconut fell on her head? Is it because we wouldn’t let her continue holding our camera and taking pictures of random things like her leg? No . . . wait, yes it was. This scene played out many times during our trip. Many, many times.
Every Tuesday and Saturday, local St. Lucians would come to the resort to sell various crafts. I became obsessed with a certain mask made by Ivan, who had a mustache and sang. I planned to buy the mask, but because of a mistake at the ATM, I was short on US dollars (I had none) and the Eastern Caribbean dollars I had weren’t enough to buy the mask and a few gifts for others. So I settled for a cool wooden machete instead. But when I paid Ivan for the machete, he gave me the mask pictured here, with its reverse tear drop pattern. It wasn’t the mask that I’d been planning to buy, but it was better. Because it was a gift.
This is after we mudded ourselves all up using mud from a volcano. It’s supposed to take 10 years off your age or something. We had a blast doing it, and it was the highlight of our awesome excursion. Though I feel that if aliens had been watching us do this, they would’ve have questioned whether we were worth invading. Speaking of questions, how did I miss that much of the left side of my neck and shoulders? Now, when I look in the mirror, that spot clearly looks 10 years older than the rest of me.
This is a donkey, one of five who lived out in the field behind our hotel. They gleefully served as our wakeup call every morning at 3:30, 4:15, and 5:30. I tried to take a selfie with this one but failed rather miserably. I did get a lick on the hand and a nuzzle, though, so I consider that a win.
This was our excursion group. Together, we went snorkeling, mud bathing, and seeing the sights of St. Lucia. None of us knew each other before, but after the tour, we became fast friends and spent time together the rest of the trip. This is a rare occurrence for me because I’m not one to go out of my way to meet new people. Why was this time different? I learned by watching the example of our eight-year-old daughter.
I took this picture as I was working on my new pirate play outside. Why? Because on my list of things to do on this trip, I had written “Write while watching the sun rise and take a picture of it.” Done.
This is our first family selfie. We were all drinking out of the same coconut. You say you can’t see the coconut? That may be true, but I assure you it’s there. You may also note that Zoe’s straw is not in her mouth. That’s really okay, though, because she tends to backwash.
So there they are. 11 pictures from our trip to St. Lucia. There are many more but some hard decisions had to be made about which ones to include and which ones to cut. The hardest cut? Zoe's montage of pictures that she took without us knowing. What were they pictures of? Her leg. 11 pictures. Of her leg. The right one.
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