Hello, hello! I’m back again for my daily logs. I highly enjoy the fact that I’m finding the perfect moment to write these every night, after a day full of adventure and fun.
Today was equally as amazing as yesterday. We met up with our new friend Ms. Roberts and she gave us a ride to the city, and I in turn gave her a fragrance I brought as gift to thank her for her kindness and generosity. She gave me a big hug, it was so cute.
After that, we ended up calling our other new friend (the taxi guy who had picked us up the day before) and he gave us a ride to Darkwood.
The funny thing about the local people – once they realize that you’re here in Antigua to stay, they stop treating you like tourists and start telling you the best places to eat or the best places to check out, the little hidden spots with the best local cuisine and such. And, they also stop charging you the way they charge the tourists, hehe.
Anyways, our taxi friend’s name is Jamoy Matthew and he is super friendly! He started telling me all the little tips and tricks to save money, or where to eat, and how the island works, stuff like that.
Once we got to Darkwood, he showed us around the area – there were about 3-4 beaches side by side, separated by cliffs or rocks, all with different local restaurants.
We spent most of the day swimming; legit hours in the water, we couldn’t bear to part with it. I could swim forever in the ocean – I love the sound of the waves rhythmically lapping against the shore, it’s so incredibly relaxing and soothing.
After that, we walked from beach to beach and found a beautiful beach bar to grab some food at. It was decorated with sun-bleached sea-shells and massive conch shells, with turquoise netting and wood. Literally the waves went right up to the restaurant. It was definitely my kind of place.
We grabbed drinks and food, (mm piña coladas and burgers). And then after that, we went for yet another dip in the ocean before Matthew came to pick us up.
All in all, it was another great beach day. We had some amazing conversations with different local people, and in the car with Ms. Roberts. Thought-provoking conversations at times too.
Like how in Canada or the US, we work through the same system of education to career to money to bills and back again, and the system ends up working us to our deaths. So where’s the life of it all? Where’s the passion, the adventure, the real and true living like we only got this one life to live?
When we die, we don’t take anything with us. Not the money, or material possessions, the houses or the cars. So what’s the point? You make all this money just to feel anxious about spending it, when you do. Or you save it all and never spend any of it on anything, only to leave it all behind when you die.
I love the island living – it’s not “bread and butter”, as Ms. Roberts put it, but it’s enough. You make enough to live, work as much as you want to, and live stress free. And then you travel where you can, when you want, as you need.
Matthew was even explaining to us that all you really need is about 40 to 50 thousand dollars to build a nice house here. …a tiny condo in Toronto is worth about half a million at this point. Can you imagine?
I’d love to live that kind of life. Every time I travel, I think about what it’d be like to live in another country, at least for some time. I don’t know if I was meant to stay in the same place.
But because of everything I was taught, and everything I grew up with, all I can see is me finishing school, getting a job, and then meeting someone to settle down to start a family with.
I do love the idea of a family but… I don’t know. I guess I don’t know where my heart truly lies just yet. All I know for sure is that I don’t want to do anything just for the sake of doing it, or because I was told to or taught to act in a certain way. If I’m going to do something, I want it to mean something to me.
And then on the other hand, the thought of leaving behind everything I know and everyone I love, all those attachments… it frightens me. I know that my home in Toronto and everyone I know there is my comfort zone, and that’s why the thought of leaving scares me.
But I can’t deny the way that living like this makes me feel. I feel free, happy. And I know this is only a taste of what life is really like living out of the country – I don’t know the work or job atmosphere, or the living costs, or any of those things. I can’t gage for sure what the reality of this life is seeing as I only get a brief taste through these vacations.
But man, the people I meet, their stories of how they left everything behind in order to start over in Islands like these and never looked back… those stories touch my soul.
It’s clear that I still don’t quite know what this life has in store for me, but that’s okay. I’m here in this moment, in this beautiful country, experiencing as much as I can. Everything I do in these moments will inevitably lead me exactly where I am meant to go. I just need to have faith, and to trust the process. To live in each moment as I encounter it.
Anyways, that’s about all for today! Tomorrow we’re going to go to the south side of the island to explore the more historical parts of the country. Not to mention, more beaches! (Naturally).
We’ve got some great adventures in store for us for the rest of the week too; I planned out the stingray city trip and the zip line tour! (Luna would have been proud, for sure).
Actually, I’m proud of me either way. Her tips and tricks definitely stuck with me and I’m glad that travelling with her instilled such a love of travel in me. I’ll always be thankful for that, for the wanderlust she introduced me to.
Here’s to living life to the fullest, and in the now.