The Caribbean


There exists a place in the world, just above the equator, where the wind and the rain and the sun make up a kaleidoscope of climates. A place that pulls you tight and safe, like a mother holds a child. A place where people surrender to nature and to themselves. A place where the hot, humid nights are placated by cool drinks, huge full moons in the sky and palm trees swaying in the breeze.   A place made up of more than 7000 islands, in the shape of a great arc, traversable by highways of turquoise and clear blue waters. A place where time stands still. And in this place, where so many different languages are spoken, there exists a common tongue that requires no words at all.  It is in this place that we all belong.  It is here that we all have a home.  It is here. The Caribbean.