In June Erik and I had the getaway of a lifetime (an early 10
th anniv. celebration) to Peter Island in the British Virgin Islands. It was SO great! I've always loved the beach, but Erik has historically been more of a skier. So while we were sunbathing one day he asked, "Why didn't we come here on our honeymoon?" We both agreed we'd never have appreciated the
rejuvenating tranquility at that stage of the game. But 9+ years, 4 kids, 2 houses, and 1 seminary degree later it was exactly the vacation we both dreamed of. We pretty much ate great food, listened to the waves, and moved from hammock to beach chair to
Hobie cat back to hammock every day for 5 days. Blessing upon our parents for coming in shifts to keep all the children!
Our first night they served a huge
Caribbean buffet in the open air restaurant. After dinner we lay in a hammock enjoying the salty breeze and listening to the
steel drum band.
The view from the balcony of our room. Peter Island Resort (virtually the sole occupant of the island) is fairly small and wasn't at full capacity while we were there. I'm sure there were never more than 30 people on this beach during our whole stay.
The tropical foliage was beautiful and exotic compared with Atlanta, but also nostalgically familiar to me from years living in
Florida.
We
snorkeled several times and saw interesting sea life: sting rays, small squid, urchins, sea turtles, and eel. I almost kept this conch shell as a
souvenir, but decided the creature inside would be to smelly by the time I got home.
Even before we departed the island Erik was trying to figure out how we can take this once-in-a-lifetime vacation again next year. Fine by me.
In June Erik and I had the getaway of a lifetime (an early 10th anniv. celebration) to Peter Island in the British Virgin Islands. It was SO great! I've always loved the beach, but Erik has historically been more of a skier. So while we were sunbathing one day he asked, "Why didn't we come here on our honeymoon?" We both agreed we'd never have appreciated the rejuvenating tranquility at that stage of the game. But 9+ years, 4 kids, 2 houses, and 1 seminary degree later it was exactly the vacation we both dreamed of. We pretty much ate great food, listened to the waves, and moved from hammock to beach chair to Hobie cat back to hammock every day for 5 days. Blessing upon our parents for coming in shifts to keep all the children!
Our first night they served a huge Caribbean buffet in the open air restaurant. After dinner we lay in a hammock enjoying the salty breeze and listening to the steel drum band.
The view from the balcony of our room. Peter Island Resort (virtually the sole occupant of the island) is fairly small and wasn't at full capacity while we were there. I'm sure there were never more than 30 people on this beach during our whole stay. 
The tropical foliage was beautiful and exotic compared with Atlanta, but also nostalgically familiar to me from years living in Florida.
We snorkeled several times and saw interesting sea life: sting rays, small squid, urchins, sea turtles, and eel. I almost kept this conch shell as a souvenir, but decided the creature inside would be to smelly by the time I got home. 
Even before we departed the island Erik was trying to figure out how we can take this once-in-a-lifetime vacation again next year. Fine by me. 
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