Trip to St. Lucia
Yvonne Delaney Mitchell | 3/29/2012, 2:35 p.m.
OMG! At the risk of sounding like a cliche or like Janet Jackson, it's funny how time flies when you're having fun. From the time we stepped aboard our JetBlue flight to St. Lucia until the time we returned, everything was picture perfect.
To begin, I was happily surprised to find JetBlue's aircraft to be roomy with wide seats, extra leg room and overhead compartments. It made me wonder what took me so long to take flight with this airline. And if that wasn't enough, I saw two great movies for free: "Happy New Year," among whose many featured stars was Halle Berry, whom I adore, and "The Descendents," which I really enjoyed. Even if we did have to purchase our own snack (of which there wasn't much variety), I would definitely fly JetBlue again.
Immediately upon arrival, we began to encounter the warmth--both literally and figuratively--of the island. I don't think the St. Lucians know what the word "stress" is, as they are patient, accommodating and pleasant beyond compare.
The all-inclusive Coconut Bay Resort and Spa was, in a word, beautiful. Spread out along the beach with families on one side and adults only on the other, we were free to partake of everything the resort had to offer and so much more. This included the Kids Klub, which had daily supervised activities for all of the children.
Julia made friends super fast and together they played mini tennis, swam in the pool and went horseback riding on the beach. This gave us adults time to chill out. Having a child has changed my whole beachgoing experience; no matter how relaxed I try to get, one eye is always on Julia. Now that she loves going in the ocean, well, forgetaboutit; I've learned to stand seaside until my ankles turn purple. Fortunately, on this trip, that was not the case.
Now that we've lathered on the sunscreen, slept on various parts of the beach and by the pool, floated down the lazy river on an inner tube, screamed in fright dashing down the water slide, indulged ourselves with manicures, pedicures, mud wraps and massage at the spa--which also included a steam room, sauna and time out in the meditation room what else is there to do all day--eat, eat, eat, drink, drink, drink, then eat some more and drink some more.
Fortunately, the food was all so good. From breakfast, lunch and dinner to endless snacks in between, everything tasted so delicious. The main staple was chicken, prepared in so many different ways that even I, a chicken-loving fool, didn't realize it could be made to taste so good.
However, what they did with rice and peas with kingfish and coleslaw on the side was so good it should be illegal. I refused to have a second helping, as I didn't want to overindulge, but let me tell you, talk about restraint. OK, so I followed up with dessert, which--I swear Grandma must have been in the kitchen whipping it up from scratch; no preprocessed artificial this or that served here.