We left for St. Lucia early the next morning. While the wedding was a surreal whirlwind, the honeymoon was the exact opposite of that. We relaxed and slept on the beach, hiked in the jungle, water-skied, snorkeled, drank rum and Piton beer, ate like fat Midwesterners at the Sizzler, won the resort archery tournament, shopped in Castries and generally forgot about our lives for the week. Some notes I jotted down over the course of the holiday:
- Coconut milk is a natural laxative not a fun liquid to go in every alcoholic drink.
- Archery yields crazy friends from Scotland and bottles of Bounty Rum.
- Dr. Feelgood bears striking resemblance to a shirtless, unkempt Bob Marley and likes to walk in traffic near the Castries Public Market.
- Saffron is not "super cheap" in St. Lucia; it is just turmeric.
- I could eat my body weight in fresh mangoes and bananas; and then some.
- Fire ants attack cute wives with an affinity for tropical flora and fauna.


