The journey . . .

. . . early start with plenty of slack in the plans for unforeseens, which was good as the parking company has the wrong postcode on their form and we spent half an hour going round in circles in Hounslow 5 miles from the destination!!

Eight hours on he plane flew by (pardon the pun) and before we knew it we were racing across Nassau, past fallen trees and electrical power lines, for our one night at the Hilton before the main accommodation is available on Paradise Island.

After a weary zombie like wander round downtown Nassau we retreated to the calm of the hotel beach. Watching the cruise ships sail away, as the sunset, was truly magical, only slightly marred by the sound of me choking on seeing the cost a beer and lime and soda . . .