Fasting, Feasting

13 Jun

Getting friendly with Yoshi the dolphin at Discovery Cove

We’re back from a wonderful holiday! Lots of adventure combined with lots of relaxation – just what we needed. We hurled ourselves down water flumes, shopped till our feet hurt, played some over-competitive crazy golf on no less than five courses, and flew through the air on a range of rollercoasters. We balanced all this with hot stone spa treatments, a swim with a pair of gorgeous and gentle dolphins, a sunset cruise along the highway and midnight dips in the pool, with the stars twinkling above us as we floated on our backs. We had a week of peaceful and selfish time together, and then a week of silliness and stomach-ache laughter with my cousins. It was bliss!

This was my first time off of the island in seven months – a period which our expat friends gasped at (“Seven months?! You’ve not left Bermuda in SEVEN months?!) I explained the notion of Rock Fever in my last post, and I was definitely ready for an antidote.

In Florida we banished our Fever almost instantly, stretching our legs and breathing in the freedom of the sprawling USA. We gorged ourselves on choice and space, like a pair of battery hens that had just been let loose into a wide open field. We had two weeks to make the most of it, so we did what we fancied, ate where we liked and enjoyed little indulgences that we wouldn’t grant ourselves at home, because, well, we were on holiday!

Rich spent a lot of the holiday picking up the local birds...

On the flight home, I flicked idly through the complimentary Bermuda magazine, written with tourists in mind. I was surprised to read about places I’d never heard of – nature trails, pubs in the capital, events at the Harbour… On this tiny island, how had I missed these? I thought again about our holiday – how for those two weeks we had feasted, not just on the food but on the country, the culture, the sights and the experiences. In Bermuda, we’d being doing the opposite. We’d been fasting; looking at our new home through the eyes of a cautious resident rather than an indulgent tourist. Maybe we needed to tip the scales a little? Could some of my Rock Fever have been self-imposed? Perhaps we needed to explore new places rather than stick to old stomping grounds. Living in Bermuda is wonderful because there’s a holiday waiting for you just outside your doorstep. And its beauty is free – we can be indulgent tourists at the beaches, and parks, and nature reserves without parting with a penny.

So our mid-year resolution is this: to slap on our sun cream and take our maps and guide books into our local area and see it anew. I’ll blog our new discoveries as we go!


4 Responses to “Fasting, Feasting”

  1. Lucy 13 June, 2011 at 9:36 am #

    I completely agree – the nicest thing about going away is seeing your home through fresh eyes! Glad you enjoyed your well-deserved holiday.

    • suscatty 13 June, 2011 at 11:52 am #

      Thank you for your kind words Lucy, and you are absolutely right – we now have a new perspective on this little island that we call home! 🙂

  2. resa 14 June, 2011 at 7:32 am #

    Delighted you enjoyed your holiday. It sounded great fun. You are right though , we are very slow to appreciate whats on our doorstep and it does mean we have to dig a little deeper to find whats not obvious on the surface. It’s always worth it !
    Lots of love to you both.

    • suscatty 14 June, 2011 at 9:19 am #

      Hi Resa

      Thank you, yes, we had a wonderful time! We were definitely guilty of not appreciating what’s on our doorstep when we lived so close to central London too! We had a great weekend with our tourist hats on though – I’ll blog about our discovery of a hidden gem in my next post!

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