“The IST Tour 2014”
Oh. The title above could probably use some explanation. You want to say it like a long, slow Southern drawl: “The I S T Tour”, like you’re ordering a chilled
beverage with lots of ice (remember, slowly, drawn out), why, sweetened, of course. One of the first reminders of the differences between home and the islands:
IST. That stands for “Island Service Time.” If you think you will get fast food while there, you are in for a true awakening. Island time and your time is not
the same. You, as an outsider, must adapt, or you are in for a rough time; thus, the name of this recent tour.
If you have read the previous blog post, ” Heart Notes”, you understand why it has been such a challenge to balance the distractions in this artist’s life.
Luckily, I was able to return to the BVI for the third visit during the Spring for the long awaited vacation from what seemed like the longest ever winter on record.
Cane Garden Bay was still there in her spectacular turquoise and sun stroked beauty, yet with a few changes along the beachfront. Due to the Easter holidays,
we knew that some of the places we had been to before might be closed over the first weekend (they were), and that some of the favorite haunts would be open,
especially on the days that the day trippers from the cruise ships would arrive. Like picnic ants scurrying hurriedly for morsels, the restauranteurs would rush
in their well choreographed island dance to arrange the rows of beach loungers in front of their businesses during the earlier morning hours where the only sounds
were the waves lapping on the shoreline and distant voices of walking tourists.
This time I was armed with my arsenal of aerosol “Gettum No Seeums” sprays, and the only beach annoyance was the fact that I had forgotten to include my towel
clips to prevent the occasional slip and slide of the villa towel on my lounger. With Kindle in hand, life was right out of a color photo in a Frontgate catalog…total bliss.
Drinks at Tony’s Welcome Bar ( with Chris as our smiling gentle bartender ) complimented the first sunsets. Our crew of four were joined by a Steelers couple along with
their captain and friends who we would see often on our week adventure.
We ended our weekend with a grilled steak and broccoli dinner on the poolside patio at our tropical home along with several bottles of wine. Accompanying some patio dancing was
our new friend, Gee Gee, the proprietors’ neighbor’s cat, who would lead us to the bottom of our stairs, then turn and meow good night.