In June last year, we spent a week in Guadeloupe, one of the French Caribbean island; so far I haven’t written about it, mostly because instead of exploring tirelessly as we normally do, we spent a week chilling out with friends, surfing, kite-surfing, and drinking rum. Well mostly.
But as grey and wet winter is going on in London, I find myself longing for that very special place where we had the chance to stay, the magical tree house of Tendacayou. For an almost grown up little girl who reads too many child books, sleeping up there with the friendly frogs felt like a dream, like time had stopped. It’s a happy moment I still invoke from time to time, when days are particularly grim & gloom. Continue Reading
There’s always the stuff that you expect to bring back, that you almost go on a hunt for. And then there’s the small thing, the unexpected sweet, funny object, item of clothing that caught your attention…
From Guadeloupe of course we came back with some amazing degustation rum, traditionally made, 11yr of age…delicious
but it’s when buying it at the distillerie that I asked the lady what she was munching on, and she offered one of those amazing candied coconut…fragrance of coconut, dark cane sugar, local vanilla…mmm so naughty but so good.
In random order, I came back with, well, mostly food and drinks: Rhum, cane sugar that smells delicious, jams and preserves, graines a roussir to make chicken Colombo, very strong sunscreen and kite-surfing sunglasses….I would have looooooved to bring that baby frrrrrrrog in my suitcase but my other half stopped me, the horrible monster. Oh well, next time? 😉