No More Punch!

​A few months ago I was asked by a good friend if I would be interested in coming to Barbados to shoot her sister's wedding.  They couldn't pay me but they could fly me out there.  Would I be interested?  It took me all of 2 seconds to say "DUHHHHHHH..... Of course!!!!!".  And the vacation plans began spinning.  I told my sister in law who I do a lot of my shooting with about the opportunity and she decided it was time for a vacation too.  Wham...  I have a second shooter and a vacation buddy.  Thank you, Michelle!

We arrived in Barbados to a tropical depression.  Something I have never experienced.  Strong winds with huge drops of hot rain in 90-degree heat.  Who knew you could sweat so much when it's raining outside.  It made for beautiful colorful afternoon skies though.

​Michelle, Della and I spent a very memorable Friday evening at Oistins Fish Fry on the south coast of the island.  Where the locals and travelers alike come to experience the best of the local fare, arts and crafts and people watching.  Making new friends was amazingly easy

This picture will give you a sense of how nice everyone was, at all times.

You're just not allowed to have this much fun in the states!!!

​Michelle, Della and I took a nice drive to the south-east part of the island to have a picnic on Crane Beach.  Here again, we meet lots of interesting characters who offered to sell us all kinds of things we had no desire for.  We finally gave into some very expensive, not very good coconut rum drinks.  It was the least we could do.

​This is one of our favorite pictures below.  We met Albert who carves bird feeders out of coconut shells and sells them to tourists on the beach.  He seemed to be keeping an eye on us and would let us know if we were about to be overcharged for some random touristy item that other vendors were trying to offload.  We asked him to take our picture and he said it would be his pleasure.  Michelle went to check on his photography skills after the fact and began laughing, "ALBERT......  YOU'RE TERRIBLE!!!"
This was the result.

​Our husbands came to join after our so-called working weekend of shooting a friends wedding.  Some of our new friends we met at the Oistins Fish Fry happen to captain a catamaran and told us we had to come sail with them and that they would make it worth our while.  Of course, it was nothing but laughing, eating, snorkeling and being force fed gallons of pineapple juice with rum.  

​Friends don't let drunk friends spray sunscreen on them!!!!
NO MORE PUNCH!!!!!!

​Mike and I stayed up on the north-west part of the island at Little Good Harbour Hotel and Spa.  It was a good 45-minute drive from Bridgetown and all the nightlife. Every day on the road was a white-knuckle stressful drive due to the lack of decent roads, signs, maps, sidewalk for pedestrians and large open trenches all while driving on the left side of the road on the right side of the car. I had poor Michelle and Mike wanting to strangle me for all my "WATCH OUTs, AAAHHHHHHs, OOOHHHHHs, MOVE OVERs" and doing the passenger side breaking.  It took a good week to begin to feel comfortable on these crazy streets.

To see our pictures from our Good Little Harbour wedding,
​click here.