Vacation holiday only two weeks gone and I'm havin' withdrawal symptoms! In my younger days I could hit the island 3 or 4 times a year but now in my old age I can't seem to make enough money to make it but once a year. That once a year trip gets me through the rest of the mundane weeks of my life. Keeps me from slappin' some folks...when I think "only so many more weeks and I'll be on the island where all my troubles and worries wash away".
I usually go and come back in late winter, comin' home knowing the winter is almost over and spring is around the corner. Spring for me is the excitement of the OD Pavilion openin' back up.
Although it's a fact that the ODP will be open, the fact that there's no date set has taken away the anticipation of good times to look forward to. An open air pavilion with my kinda music and lots of dancin' to sweat the afternoons away. Wow..I usually count the days off on my calendar...but my calendar sits before me as a blank slate. So...back to the island my little mind goes.
This year was an especially good holiday. Only four gals in a wonderful house on the Caribbean side of Eleuthera. The crystal blue waters and gentle lapping of the currents cleared my head and filled my heart with good things to come. 90% of our time was spent at the house either sittin' under the palapa by the water or on the screened in porch at night. There wasn't another house in sight..no carlights passing by...no sirens blarin' in the distance...Just peace and quiet....And the beauty of the island.
We made plans to eat out at the local joints and eat the local fare. No cookin', no cleanin' up, no endless trips to the grocery store. We stocked up on necessities (booze, coffee, bread and sandwich makin's) and settled in. We all packed way too many clothes as we mostly wore our bathing suits, cover ups, muumuus and jammies.
Eleuthera is an island of simplicity. Felt like we were the only tourists there. No cruise ships in the harbour...only a few sailboats docked for a good night's sleep. No jet skis roarin' by or boats full of sightseers...Just an occasional boat with a local out to catch some lobster for dinner.
Mannnnnnn....Today I'm wishin' I was right back on that island. It's truly my heaven on earth. I dream of sellin' out, packin' up and movin' across the water to spend my golden years where my heart is. Never hurts to dream. Without dreams there's nothin' to look forward to. Everybody has their dreams...and mine is to be an island girl (or old lady) and live a simple life on an island I love.
Yes...I'm simpler than most and there's no doubt in my mind I could survive the island life. One bedroom shack..no problem. Waitin' on the supply ship for food that's not grown on the island...no problem. No car...no problem. No internet...no problem. The local people that I've met or run in to on these trips have been nothing but friendly and eager to share their smiles and hospitality.
I dream of sellin' seashells to the few tourists who come over. I might could get a two bedroom house and rent out a room! I might snag me a good man and live out the rest of my life on the island with nothin' more to do than spend my mornin's in the water and hit the juke joint bars in the afternoon.
Wait! I'm dreamin' again! The ODP will be open in no time and I'll be in my second heaven until the fall. Then it'll be time to beat the winter doldrums and look forward to my next holiday in Eleuthera.
Two loves have I. Withdrawal is tough!
I'm in limbo right now...Just gonna dance it off!
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