Bermuda definitely fits my sensibility.
I never know what to say about vacations though. Sitting on a beach with a beer in hand is certainly my idea of perfection. Cruising, however, is not. So I’ll do a little list instead.
We had an amazing dinner at Barracuda Grill. I’d rank it as one of the best of my life–but we were coming off of three days of cruise food, so maybe my assessment is overly generous.
The most interesting part of the trip was our 40 minute cab ride from Hamilton back to the ship dockyards. Our cabbie was so friendly, I found out all the particulars of living on the island, including the cost of health insurance! (The key, apparently, is to get off the island as much as possible. And shop in the States).
We had mused about renting scooters before the trip, but after surviving the bus system there, I am thankful we did not go that route. The roads are extremely windy, and all two-lane–dangerous conditions for riding a scooter on the opposite side of the road. Yikes!
All of the homes are candy-colored pastels. It’s beautiful. They dot the hills like Easter candy.
The water is the most exquisite shade of turquoise.
The Bermuda Perfumery in St. George is worth the 40 minute ferry just to see the inside of a Colonial home. Stunning, and I walked out with a little bottle of perfume for my birthday!
I slept through two days on the ship while we cruised. I’ve always had trouble with motion sickness due to an inner ear problem, but oh my. The boat knocked me out. I still feel hung over from that part!
This is all to say, Bermuda is a lovely country and I’d love to fly there again some day. No boats!
