On our last full day, we booked an ATV tour of the island.
We opted for the 2-seater Mud Buggy because, let's face it, me driving a 4-wheeler off-road through mud and trees is not a good idea.
The tour began on an abandoned sugar plantation near our hotel. They explained the whole history behind sugar production and how they had to carve a cave out of this mountain with little experience or tools.
Before lunch, we stopped off at a beautiful waterfall where we were given the opportunity to jump in. It looked like no one was going to brave the cold waters, but Stephen and I went for it.
FRIGID does not even to begin to describe the temperature. Arctic? Yes.
Luckily, once you jump in once, your body is numb enough to do it over and over again. They actually took pictures of us jumping in, but there is no way I will EVER post a picture of myself in a swimsuit, mid-air, and about to belly flop. You can thank me now.
Lunch was served after our Polar Bear Club experience and was actually pretty decent considering we were in the middle of nowhere.
There were plenty of photo ops, and we never even had to bring a camera since they take all the pictures for you.
At the end of the trip, we got together with our group for one last picture.
Now for the least fun part of the trip...the flat tire.
We kept on having to fill up our right rear tire all week and it seemed to hang in there, but by the time early Friday afternoon rolled around, the tire was completely flat within minutes of filling it up. Not wanting to run into an issue before our flight the next morning, my genius husband decided to brave the rain and change the tire himself on Friday.
Thank goodness.
The bolts holding the spare was rusted into the bottom of the trunk, so he couldn't even get the spare tire out. Numerous phone calls to the rental car agency and hours later, a small white pickup truck came to jumpstart our car. Apparently he didn't know we had a flat tire.
A few minutes later, the spare was on.
But by that time, it was almost 10PM, which left little time to do anything else except one last dip in the pools.
The next morning, we headed out to the airport and said goodbye to our little tropical paradise and the honeymoon we waited so long to take.
I. Want. To. Go. Back. NOW.
P.S. - thank goodness I can start blogging about something else now!
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