Holiday

7 days of glory.

Trinidad and Tobago, heaven on earth. Our wonderful week was spent with Ashley and Holly, friends from Berea. It was so nice to travel with Bereans - and something more than roadtrips to sleep in each other's apartments. A real, live vacation. We stayed in a villa with our own pool, washing machine (Hallelujah!), kitchen, everything....

Everything was gorgeous. The water was the brightest blue and the clearest turquoise. The flowers a vibrant pink. The air was crisp and clean. The villa was stylish. The restaurants trendy and served cheese. It felt free. I felt beautiful. We felt felt liberated.

I don’t know how to explain it. Being with Bereans, travelling with Bereans… it feels so different, like somehow we’ve made ourselves into something, that our ability to experience and enjoy life proves something. We just finished college in 2007, yet collectively we’ve spent over 3 years as volunteers, finished a Master’s degree, travelled far and wide, worked in jobs with troubled youth, underserved immigrants, and obnoxious customers. We plan further travels, further studies, more important jobs. I want to be friends with these girls forever. I want to see and be a part of where they go and what they do.

We talked (American), Gaffed (Guyanese), and Limed (Trinidadian). We enjoyed the island. We loved the kind, polite, totally awesome islanders. We ate at great restaurants, made our own breakfasts, and skinny dipped in the pool (Well, some of us). More to come!

Me on Castara Beach, fishing village:

Holly, Kristin, Ashley: