It's midnight, and I'm sitting on the seawall in this picture with a steady 50mph sea breeze listening to a cover band playing Radiohead at the bar across the street. It's a balmy 70°F and I couldn't be happier. I won't lie though: I definitely had an #ohshit moment as I stepped off the plane and into the overwhelming humidity. Flying in, I'd seen a beautiful caribbean-blue ocean, but from the ground it just seemed hot, flat, and unremarkable. I started to wonder if I'd come all this way just to end up in Florida (no offense). But from the moment that I cleared customs, it became apparent that this place is definitely *not* Florida. Wave after wave of otherness washed over me in those first few hours. I forced myself to go for a walk and explore, but was regretting my decision within minutes. The afternoon sun is brutal, and I felt very out of place.
[Day 15/99]
[Day 15/99]
[Day 15/99]
It's midnight, and I'm sitting on the seawall in this picture with a steady 50mph sea breeze listening to a cover band playing Radiohead at the bar across the street. It's a balmy 70°F and I couldn't be happier. I won't lie though: I definitely had an #ohshit moment as I stepped off the plane and into the overwhelming humidity. Flying in, I'd seen a beautiful caribbean-blue ocean, but from the ground it just seemed hot, flat, and unremarkable. I started to wonder if I'd come all this way just to end up in Florida (no offense). But from the moment that I cleared customs, it became apparent that this place is definitely *not* Florida. Wave after wave of otherness washed over me in those first few hours. I forced myself to go for a walk and explore, but was regretting my decision within minutes. The afternoon sun is brutal, and I felt very out of place.