The first couple of days had been blisteringly hot, but the rest of the holiday was somewhat damp. Still, we were in the Caribbean and happy.
I enjoyed playing on the pool slides best of all, surprising all by zipping down the flume head-first. I also had fun chatting in the water with DB.
My only mistake was to take the resort tram all the way to its terminus, clinging to the outside rather than sitting in a carriage. When it reached its destination I saw ‘behind the scenes’ activity that made me doubt the ethics of westerners taking luxury holidays in a country where much of the population lives in poverty.