Back to Life, Back to Reality.

Labor Day has come and gone which means the summer is o-v-e-r. The sweat dripping down my back as I walk to and from my car begs to differ though. It is blazing hot outside.

Speaking of the heat I recently returned from St. Thomas in the Virgin Islands. Here are a few photos for you. 

My parents, brother, his girlfriend Keli, Andrew and I stayed at the Marriott Frenchman Cove. We had a two bedroom condo equipped with a kitchen (for blending margaritas) and a living room (for movie nights) which was so convenient. 

The property was beautifully maintained and full of lush, tropical greens. 

Iguanas everywhere. 

Iguanas everywhere. 

Magan's Bay.

Magan's Bay.

Oh, hello there! 

Oh, hello there! 

We took a powered catamaran called "Bad Kitty" and toured the British Virgin Islands. 

One of my favorite spots was White Bay on Jost Van Dyke which is the smallest of the British Virgin Islands. It's home to only a few hundred residents so it's pretty remote with most visitors sailing up to the bay and swimming to shore.  

We visited the Soggy Dollar Bar which is home of the Painkiller drink; sweet but strong with a sprinkle of nutmeg on top. Many were consumed over the course of the week! 

On one of the last days of our vacation we visited St. John and stopped by Trunk Bay which is often referred to as one of the most beautiful beaches in the world. I would definitely agree. Pictures cannot do it justice! 

We took a ferry to St. John and spent the day worshiping the sun and swimming at Trunk Bay. Pictures cannot do it justice! 

Keli's parents were coincidentally married in St. John so we stopped by the church where they wed. How sweet! 

It was a gorgeous trip, I've got a gorgeous tan and I pray it never fades! Until next time...