*Exasperated sigh of someone who’s sad the trip is over*
In the morning, at breakfast, when I was asking someone who seemed so happy to work there what she loved about her job, one of the workers at the buffet mentioned that she loves this banana flambé thing they had at the Monday huge dinner.
Now, I didn’t realize on Monday when we got there that there were things you could only get on Monday, so I missed out on the flambé.
I mentioned it’s too bad I didn’t get to taste her favorite thing to make. And she mentioned she might be able to make it.
I had actually already heard this was an amazing dish. So, this was like my third time hearing it. So, I really did sorta want to try it.
And I got to! They were able to make it for me. (Yes, obviously I tipped them extra for that.)
And then, Alex said this thing about how he was happy for me that I really was marking off every single thing on my Barbados bucket list – even down to the minuscule things of bananas flambé.
And he was like “the squeaky wheel really does always get the grease.”
And I was all “oh, no. I’m not trying to be a squeaky wheel. I think I’m nice.” And he’s like “oh, no, no, no. A squeaky wheel doesn’t mean annoying. It just means persistent. I’m not being passive aggressive. This is a trait I admire in you. You get what you want.
And it’s just really sweet that he’s always seeing the best in me – even in traits that may be traditionally considered annoying, maybe.
They had free watersports at the hotel, so he hung out to waterski in the morning.
And I went to check out one final thing – Shark’s Hole (another beach in Barbados).
The night prior, I’d been wandering around for a hot second while Alex had to take a work call. And I stopped at the front desk just to chat (while drinking yet another signature hotel drink).
They’d asked about everything I’d done. And as always, when I’m leaving a place, I like to make it so that when a local says “have you done ____?” my answer is yes.
I try to get it all in! [I know there will ALWAYS be something else, but as long as I hit the main things, I feel pretty good.]
And the person at the front desk said, “the only thing I can really think of that you’re missing is Shark’s Hole. It’s a beautiful beach and tourists don’t normally go there.”
So, I had to get in one last thing.
I went to Shark’s Hole, which was in St. Philip Parish – the only Parish I hadn’t visited, so yet another thing checked off the ol’ Barbados bucket list!
It was indeed really gorgeous. I was happy to hang out there! But just for a bit. Then I had to get back.
Alex had a great time waterskiing, and even saw a monkey on our little porch of our room!
When I got back, we grabbed our bags, and *tears* headed to the airport.
And this is where I’ll finish tomorrow.