just back from St Lucia, tropical carribean paradise. had finally gotten over my deadly man-flu, going crazy from cabin fever, and got a 2 Night St Lucia off my standby.
fantastic flights, great crew, and best FSM ive had yet. despite the 2 hour bus ride from the airport to the hotel, we arrived in good cheer and headed for a famed crew room party. not sure exactly what time i got to bed, was a bit tipsy.
next day, the beer kept flowing, and started drinking before lunch (breakfast?) before laying by the pool drinking the strongest cocktail ive ever had.
after the whole crew met for dinner, some of us braved the local karaoke bar. We may have been the only foreigners but we were the last ones standing. .in fact we made them reopen the machine for one more song before stumbling to bed somewhere in the region of 3am.
with a modest few hours sleep and a lazy lunch it was time to board the bus again for the long ride to the airport. somehow, even tho my head was thrown around like a bladder on a stick, on the bumpy road, i did manager to get some sleep.
And somehow, despite some narcky passengers, managed to have a fantastic flight on the way home too.
this trip was exactly what i needed to lift my spirits and remind me why i do this job. 2 days off before being sent to lord knows where. fingers crossed its sydney.
