When I was given the folder of my handwritten letters to my parents when my father died in 1996, I was amazed that he had kept them for ten years. But so pleased that he did. We tend to remember the major events, and we had plenty of amazing experiences in those two years of living in the United States, but it is easy to forget the everyday…
This letter at the end of August was to be my last letter home from America in 1986. Two weeks later I went home for two weeks and when we returned from the UK we knew that we would be returning there on January 1st 1987. We also got into the habit of ringing my parents every week until we left.
In the meantime we fitted in a trip to Barbados using up some of the air miles and Marriott Hotel points we had accumulated. All we had to do was pay for our car hire (mini-moke) and food and drink.
August 24th 1986.
Dear M & D.
So excited to see you in three weeks and cannot believe it is a year since your visit to us. After my week with you in Portsmouth, I am catching a train up to Manchester to join David at his conference and to discover our fate. They have offered him the job of Chief Engineer back in Liverpool, and it is obviously something that he has worked for over the last five years with the company.
Anyway in the meantime I thought you might like to hear about our Barbados adventure.
The flight time is not too bad just under six hours, and we arrived mid-afternoon to find a humid day but bright sunshine. We took a taxi to our Marriott hotel which was on the windy side of the Island…which meant the sea was not as calm as we expected but more about swimming later.
The resort was set in some lovely grounds and there was everything you could possibly need in the main building.
Our room was on the ground floor of an annex with a small patio with two recliners and a view of the grounds and sea in the distance, which was perfect for sipping a rum cocktail before dinner (duty free). Wonderful seafood and great service and after our early start we were in bed by 10pm and ready to start the adventure the next day.
We were on the patio enjoying our first cup of coffee of the day, when we got the fright of our lives as a furry creature ambled passed us, stopping to give us a look as to say, ‘not another tourist’ and then headed off about is business. We checked with the front desk later to discover it was a mongoose. Apparently it was brought in from India in the late 1800s to take care of the rats in the sugar cane. Only they had not done their homework, as rats are nocturnal and the mongoose is a day time predator. However, they decimated the snake population instead, much to my relief as you know how much I dislike snakes. Still it was an interesting snippet to find out.
Before we hit the beach we had to get dressed for our interview with the local police. No, I had not got into trouble… but to drive a rental vehicle, you need a temporary Barbadian driving licence. We decided I would be driving, so was the one to go through the formalities and had to show my licence and passport before being issued with a two week permit. We had arranged to have our vehicle delivered by the hire people and as is customary on the island, it was a mini-moke.
I don’t have a picture of our actual mini-moke but here is an image from Wikipedia.
The formalities out of the way, we changed into our swimmers and headed off to the beach.
We had bought a belly board from from the hotel shop very cheaply, which if you remember I was quite proficient at when we lived in South Africa. I headed into the surf and emerged an hour later having recovered my expertise.. Only to find David in hysterics. I had been wiped out a couple of times and been thrown around in the surf quite a bit. Turns out I had acquired rather a lot of sand in the crotch of my swimsuit that was very noticeable when I walked out of the water. We had gathered a small crowd of young locals who were clearly envious of my boarding skills but were equally hysterical by the sight before them. More about our new friends later.
After getting changed, and removing a pound of sand…we thought we would try out our mini-moke and we headed off to Bridgetown in search of lunch.
A historic town and very busy, packed with tourists and there was a cruise ship in port which added to the crowds. We had some delicious seafood and checked out some of the guided tours, but decided in the end to follow our noses and get some ideas from the leaflets at the hotel. Our intention was to relax after a very busy summer and David wanted to do some snorkeling.. We did a little bit of souvenir shopping then as we did not have any intention of returning to the town again. Far too busy and we wanted something more relaxing.
We pottered around the hotel and its beach for a couple of days and then headed across to the other side of the island for the day, which is the wind free side and of course the water is calm and placid. There were all sorts of activities for tourists, including a pirate ship that you could spend the day on, but David was intent on teaching me to snorkel. So looking incredibly elegant in flippers, mask and snorkel, I followed him into the water, much to the amusement of the local fishermen casting their lines into the lagoon. Being wary of what is under the water after my escapades with jelly fish, I was a mite terrified.
However, I soon got the hang of it and we headed out to the reef area, and I must say it was amazingly clear water with wonderfully coloured fish and coral. We spent about half an hour and then David dived down towards the sand and gestured for me to come down for a closer look. He was clearly excited by his find, and imagining hidden pirate treasure I headed down to discover more. It was a very long, wriggling creature that looked like a snake to me…and I was not hanging around to find out more. I propelled myself upwards to the surface and headed for shore and shot out of the water between two startled fishermen. David said when he surfaced, the furrow I had created in the water looked like a torpedo had been fired, and that he had never seen me swim so fast. It did turn out to be an eel but I wasn’t taking any chances.
We spent several days exploring the island and popping into some of the other resorts for meals and usually ended up back at our own beach for an hour of surfing. The young lads would congregate after school, and from time to time, after wrecking myself in the surf, I would let them use my board. On our last afternoon we took down a bunch of cold cokes and said our farewells, and I donated my board to the boys who were thrilled. No point in taking it back to Houston and the swimming pool.
We flew home feeling rested, and after all my surfing, and despite eating very well for two weeks, I was 7lbs lighter.. perfect end to a holiday.
Anyway look forward to seeing you very soon and will bring the photographs with me.
love from us both S&D.
Sally Cronin 2019.
Thank you for dropping in today and I hope you have enjoyed our two years in Houston and our travels as much as we did. It has brought back many of the memories that had been filed away over the last 35 years.
I have never done surf boarding, Sally. It is not something I’ve ever wanted to try for some reason. It sounds like you had a terrific time.
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Body surfing was something I picked up in SA when we lived there and it was 25 years later before I picked it up again in Barbados and I had forgotten how much fun it was.. apart from the sand in my bathers of course..xx
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Still laughing about the sand and making your furrow in the water, but I know I’m going to miss these. Every single one of these letters has been full of humour, surprises and experiences. Thanks for sharing! xx
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Thanks very much Alex and delighted you enjoyed.. thanks for all the support.. hugsx
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Always lovely to have letters and photographs to re-live the good times. A huge lift on gloomy days, and the best way to remember your parents. Enjoyed sharing, Sally. Hugs xx
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Thanks very much Joy..so pleased you have enjoyed..hugsx
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What a great holiday – Barbados sounds so exotic. I can’t get over that you saw a mongoose! Toni x
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Wonderful place and wouldn’t mind living in the Caribbean except during hurricane season…xx
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This was delightful, from the sand in your bathing suit to snorkeling and being terrified at the eel. More importantly, this whole series of letters is a treasure. Thank goodness your dad kept them. Thank goodness you shared them with us. Thank you, Sally!
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It was a wonderful final fling before we started the process of returning home.. luckily we racked up so many air miles we managed some additional trips through the rest of the 80s and 90s and I might sneak those in at some point…♥
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Ooo…looking forward to those stories! Hugs to you, Sally!
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I will see what I can find..hugs xx♥
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I want to see a photograph of your Mongoose! Lovely post, Sally! Oh, how your parents must have enjoyed your letters!
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Unfortunately many of those photos are buried somewhere in the attic, but when we move again (bound to since we have been here five years and we get itchy feet) I will dig them out. I am so pleased my father kept them and having been out to see us for three weeks in 85 they knew the people we were talking about which was great.. xx
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You sure traveled a lot when you were younger. I like how you and David always jump in (no pun intended) to whatever is going on wherever you visit. Eating, drinking, playing—you do it all.
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Thanks Pete, I am glad we did before bits of us began to seize up and traveling became so complicated. It certainly has created a wonderful file of memories to dip into…hugsx
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I’m sure the driving was fine for you Sal, as I believe they drive on the same side of the road as in UK. I’ve been to Barbados several times on cruise ship stops. Beautiful, and more expensive than many other islands. About the sand – the reason I don’t swim in the ocean LOL ❤
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It was a little precarious if I remember at the time as the rules of the road were a little fluid and I was a little rusty having driven in the US for a couple of years but loved that minimoke..great fun.. as to the sand.. thank goodness it was only sand and nothing live lol.. ♥♥
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Lollllllllllllllllll woman! ❤ 🙂 🙂
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I had to laugh at the description of torpedo Sally heading for shore. Good one.
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thank goodness for flippers….xxx
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I would say.
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I have loved reading these treasures from your past. Thank you so much for sharing this time of your life with us! ❤️
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Thank you Dorothy.. so pleased you enjoyed..hugs ♥
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How fun and funny! I’m glad you got in the water to entertain David and the locals. Lol. What a beautiful spot. And eels are very shy. I’m certain you scared the thing far more than it scared you. 🙂 Last letter? I will miss these. Great fun, Sally. Hugs
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Thanks Diana.. I am sure it was terrified and was scarred for life lol.. glad you enjoyed the letters.. a great time.. ♥
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This was such a fitting end to your series, Sally. It’s so good your dad kept all your letters.
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Thank you Mary.. and even though they have been through the mill a couple of times they still bring back little memories that often get swept into a corner..hugsx
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Sounds like a fun holiday. We’ve visited Barbados several times but just via cruise ship….in port for the day. Lovely place to spend more time like you did.
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It was a great holiday Sharon and the beaches were amazing..xx
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So wonderful that your father kept those letters, Sally. Such a gift to you!
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It was a gift Becky and certainly keeps my memories alive even 35 years later.. hugs
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Oh, I’m sure!
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I enjoyed the Barbados leg of your American adventure, but I’m sad to see the series end. Thank you so much for sharing these letters.
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Glad you enjoyed Liz..I did too.. we both made the most of those two years and the people we met and are still in touch with were amazing…xx
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Great memories… I share your concerns over close encounters with jellyfish (and octopuses, and probably eels although I’ve never been that close to them). All stems from an encounter when I was eight…
I really feel like I’ve been to Barbados now, thanks!
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Goodness that sounds scary Jemima!
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Fantastic Jemima.. I prefer swimming pools now where I can see whose in their with me…♥
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Wow! Withthese bridge one really feels like in Italy. I love these mini cars, so much.Lets hope you will show us the palms you in the past have brought to Ireland. 😉 Thank you for this great series, about past USA, and your wonderful experiences. Michael
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Thanks very much Michael.. I have enjoyed revisiting the memories as well and it was certainly one of the highlights of our 40 years…Hugs…xxx
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Great memories, Sally! I whish i would have also at least some parts of them. 😉 xx
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There places are all still there Michael.. time for that road trip…xx
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