The Tropical Hideaway

So far there are two places on Bequia that are practically indescribable. This is because the very concept and execution of both places staggers the mind and makes concentration difficult. One of those places is Moonhole. I have already devoted considerable space to Moonhole in this blog. So now it is the Tropical Hideaway’s turn. And my words will fail.

I have already talked about how we heard about the Tropical Hideaway and how we trekked up a mountain to see it for the first time. I have to describe again how I sat in a chair, graciously given a beer, and sat stupefied by the view and the pool. Our host noticed this and indicated in his manner he had seen the same reaction many times before. I am sure it looked like I was in love. And I guess I was.