You've probably noticed that I've tucked references to Bermuda into a couple of recent posts, whether or not it was really relevant. That's because mentally, I'm still there. I'm not sure what it was about that trip in June, but the sights and feel of Bermuda have stayed with me more than any "tropical" vacation I've taken. We've been lucky over the years to have traveled to Hawaii, the Mexican Caribbean, and the U.S. Virgin Islands...all beautiful tropical destinations. But Bermuda...ahh, well, it's just special.
Of course, it may have been the very special wedding; seeing your daughter so happy is bound to make for many fond memories.
But, there was really something more than that. From the time we stepped off the plane until the time we left five days later, I was mesmerized by this little island just 650 miles off the coast of North Carolina.
By the beautiful waters in so many shades of turquoise.
By the lush greenery and the colorful houses with their pristine white roofs (for collecting the rain water).
By the incredibly friendly, accommodating, and gracious Bermudians, who seem to have eluded my camera...
Bermuda's tourism slogan: "Feel the love". It's truth in advertising. I can't wait to go back.
So, dear Colin,
Please leave my island alone. Thank you.