We woke up on Friday morning and had to say goodbye to a member of our crew. Everyone else was slated to leave on Saturday but M., one-third of the estrogen in the room, had to make it back a bit early. After saying our goodbyes, we loaded up our bags and made our way down to the sand to enjoy everyone else’s last full day on the island. Despite the fact that the Frangipani is beachfront, we hadn’t really spent an incredible amount of time just lounging on the beach. Most days involved a number of things to check off of our to do/to see/to eat list, so the downtime on Thursday was definitely welcomed.
Boat Shoe Boy and I split lunch from Straw Hat (yes, it was clearly our go-to during the trip; convenient and delicious, which is a pretty winning combination in my book) before taking another dip in the pool. We had been planning on heading to CuisinArt to sip on their famous blended mojitos (why didn’t I think of blending mojitos before?!), but a much better option quickly popped up: a sunset cruise on the Relentless, the Frangipani’s boat. The six of us that remained jumped on the boat along with a few others and took a spin in the water while the sun was setting. While I can’t be 100% sure, something tells me that it was a much better bet than a frozen mojito! It was definitely the perfect way to end everyone’s last day in paradise.
When it came to picking a dinner spot, there was only one way to follow up that miraculousness: a final trip to Picante’s. I had been dreaming about Picante’s corn-on-the-cob since my first encounter with it nearly a week before and there was no other place on the island I would have rather been for our last night. Delicious food, amazing people and quite possibly the strongest margaritas in the Western Hemisphere. Pure bliss.
Following that, we rounded out the night with a trip to the Pumphouse and Elvis’ to meet up with parents and the rest of our extended crew. All in all, a perfect way to see everyone off; quite possibly the perfect day.
Lots of love from the Caribbean,