Shower cap in the rain?!

So, the last few days in the Caribbean were just magic, Monday kicked off with a hulla baloo of a havoc mission to board the ferry to Bequia, I got a wee guided whizz bang tour with my cousin, then spent the afternoon pottering on the beach. Bequai is seriously cool, it sees an invasion of tourists in the yaughting season and the seas were inhabited by a variety of massive, exorbitantly expensive water vehicles! Including the most expensive 280ft Yaught owned by the guy who established amazon.com
One of the days, I took it upon myself to spend some time on a mission with my camera to capture some ras-omis (rasta/homie) moments! I was so busy trying to make my eyes believe what they were seeing, I forgot to shoot the action. It started raining, so I jumped on a bus, not like a bus we know, these things obey no rules, anyway, I digress...this lady jumps on after me, shorts and t shirt and a shower cap (practical?!)!! Later that day, I attempted sun bathing, not a favourite pastime I might add, I got ants in my pants and struggle to lie still, so when I heard this bomb-shaka-loom, I lifted my head to see a guy casually walking down the beach with a full sound system and generator on a box trolley (one of those wheelie things you see in super markets to lift boxes) just pushing it through the sand groovin away! I swear, he was pumping out to the massif. So, thinking I'd seen it all, I made my way back to base, every day I have to pass a building site which has been entertaining to say the least! I look up to see a guy, a little too hydrated, looking straight at me about 30m away, relieving himself out of one leg of his shorts?! My last day on the island was spent on a beautiful catamaran, cruising the Leeward coast. My cousin was doing some filming on for a program on the tourist channel, so I got to go along for the ride! We got told about the history of an ancient leper bath, saw a fruit bat cave and hung out on the film set of Pirates of the Caribbean.

After a few tearful goodbyes and a shonky short plane rider later and I was on the island of Sunny Barbados! I was met at the airport by one of the guys who runs the Barbados Cycling Union, and who is responsible for all of my International racing admin! These guys are seriously cool. I hung out with the 'officials' and a few of the riders in one of the sports bars on the island. The following day I was escorted on a guided tour of the island. We stopped for lunch in an area called Basheba at a world famous surf break called the Soup Bowl. The surf was a little soupie I guess, but there were some hotties rippin up and smackin da lips big style, it was inspirational!

Really not diggin being home. I've been home now for 48 hours, I have moved out of my flat, with the help of my buff boyfriend!! And am now in the process of locating some lush digs in the Lakes for the summer. I have had shoes on for the majority of the time and my feet are seriously not happy. I HATE SHOES, THEY GIMME DA WALKING BLUES!! I want my 'go forwards (a.k.a flip flops...well, you struggle to go back-wards in em!)