After an amazing week in the Canadian Rockies, I was ready to have some fun in the sun and there’s probably no better place in the world to do that than St. Croix. St. Croix is the largest of the U.S. Virgin Islands, but for as close as it is to America, it feels like a completely different world. Cruising in on our Seaborne Airlines sea plane, the six remaining women and I were blown away by the turquoise water, sandy beaches, and lush rain forests. A total change of scenery and one we were all pretty excited for. It was good to put on a bathing suit again. And good to see the girls put on bathing suits as well. We landed at The Buccaneer Hotel and were immediately wowed by the beaches, views, and accommodations.
Having four dates this week may seem overwhelming, but I really needed it to make these important decisions before hometowns. My first date was with AshLee and we took an amazing boat, the Zingara Catamaran, out to this little private beach on Buck Island. AshLee told me she wanted to jump off a boat and this was the perfect time to share that moment with her. I’ve really never been to a more romantic and remote beach in my entire life and as the sun set, it ended up being a perfect day.
We had dinner that night on another remote beach pretty close to our hotel. The waves were crashing on the shore and it really set the mood for intimacy. AshLee really opened up to me, told me about her past, and we took huge steps forward.
My next date was with Tierra in the center of Christiansted. We roamed the streets and shopped and ate and had a few drinks. I’ll admit thing might have been a bit tense but the carnival-like street party that we were suddenly a part of made that all go away. That was an incredible sight and I’m so glad everyone in town let us join their celebration.
The next date was beyond anything I could imagine. Catherine, Desiree, Lindsay and I got up at 4:45am and headed east to Point Udall. We were the first people on American soil to see the sunrise, which was incredible, and then we started our trip west. We saw a sugar mill, we visited a jungle treehouse and hung out with some cool horses and goats, and after a nice lunch, we trekked all the way to the western part of the island to have a relaxing time at Sunset Beach. The skies were clouded that day, but nothing was ruined. The day was perfect.
My final date in St. Croix was with Lesley. We went to Mount Washington, an old St. Croix plantation. As you could see, the place was lush and interesting and like nothing I’d seen before. Lesley didn’t make it all the way to hometowns with me, but this day built memories that I hope neither of us will ever forget.
Of course, this week was full of drama, but this week also really set me back on course and proved to me that I really did have an amazing group of women to continue my journey with. Goodbye St. Croix! Off to hometowns!