Chapter 4 – Extract 29 from The Paradise Induction!
I’m really here. I’m in the Caribbean. I’m in paradise.
As we descended from the hills to flat ground and cut across a road parallel to the sea, the view of the ocean was even greater on this side of the island.
We were welcomed onto the bay by the smell of the salt air breathing over us and the sound of the waves crashing against the wall that separated the road from the sea.
We passed bars I recalled on my last visit. There was Malone’s—a little shack on the side of the road, then there was Neato’s night club—a large building with a spacious deck area leading onto the beach. Following was Kiwi’s, a bright green bar on the right side, also adjacent to the beach. On our left side were apartment blocks of flats and studios, permitting phenomenal views of tropical, panoramic vistas, diverse in nature every single day and night—I remembered how much I missed those views during my two months in London.