This time of the year is considered as the “slow” season in most of the Caribbean. The resorts and most restaurants on the island are closed until mid October. The island is almost empty with no tourists and most locals on their summer vacations.
It feels weird but we like it.
This weekend we decided to take advantage of the island being empty and spent the whole weekend at my favorite beach on the island, Little Dix Bay.
On Saturday, my husband, Dwight, and I made a romantic picnic date with homemade pizza, cacao-walnut banana bread and a bottle of Pinot Noir. On Sunday, our friends Pablo, Berenice and their adorable son, Rodrigo, joined us.
I thought I could share some pictures of our beautiful island and the time we spent together, here on my blog.
Imagine a beach on a small Caribbean Island that is totally empty. Nobody but us…
I mean, it is surreal…
Dwight is not too crazy about swimming. I do like it but when we are together we enjoy sitting on the beach and listening to the waves.
Our island, Virgin Gorda, has many beaches. They are all beautiful. However, Little Dix Bay beach is my favorite. It is so secluded. Almost like an aquarium.
Rosewood Little Dix Bay, where my husband works, houses the Little Dix Bay beach. Laurance S. Rockefeller built the resort in 1964. As he was building the resort, he made sure that the natural beauty of the beach and the land were protected as much as possible. He did an excellent job doing so. With its 100 rooms and 6 villas, the resort offers a luxury environment that complements the natural beauty of the island. Next year they are going to celebrate their 50th anniversary.
So let me set the scene for you.
Here we are in this gorgeous beach by ourselves. Dwight opens a bottle of Pinot Noir. As it is airing, I empty our picnic basket filled with food that I made in the morning. As he pours the wine, I set the table. Our favorite “Latin Jazz” playlist is playing in the background accompanying the sound of the waves.
For a minute, we both had to remind ourselves that this is real and we are the luckiest people on earth to be where we are.
As the evening progressed and clouds started changing into their evening costumes, we finished the bottle of wine.
We would stay there longer but we forgot to bring mosquito repellent. An important lesson (which I should have learned by now) learned, again!
On Sunday morning, we woke up thinking the same thing. Dwight was the first one to vocalize it.
Let’s go to the beach again!
This time, our friends, Pablo, Berenice and their son, Rodrigo joined us. Berenice works in the resort. She lives here with her family. They are originally from Mexico. Like most Mexican people I know, they are warm, kind-hearted and genuinely friendly people. We love hanging out with them.
Their son, Rodrigo is almost two years old. He is one of the most adorable kids I have met in my life.
When you don’t have kids, you don’t realize how you take everything so seriously in life. Sometimes hanging out with kids brings out the kid in you. As Rodrigo was running on the edge of (and sometimes in) the water, without worrying that his clothes will get wet, we realized that it is time for us to let the kid in ourselves out. Instead of taking pictures of the beach and appropriate pictures of ourselves, we decided to act like kids. Lots of laughter and fun…
As you can see in these pictures…
Sunday night, when we were, finally, back home, we both were very happy and tired from all the fun we had.
After all, we spent the whole weekend in our very own private beach. ♥