St. Croix

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I never thought I would be a fan of ‘island’ vacations.  I know that sounds weird and borderline snobby, but I am kinda over the mass gathering of fanny packs and khakis with shirts tucked into belts.  Even worse is when couple bust out the matching Keen sandal/sneakers….my nightmare.

So when my boyfriend suggested that we take a trip to St. Croix, I was hesitant.  I didn’t want to get stuck in the cruise-ship seen, and I can only drink so many frozen smoothies. Then I did a little research  st. Croix is the biggest US Virgin Islands, with the west side’s lush jungle, and the right side’s luxurious marinas and perfect wind for kiteboarding.

We booked the first floor at Mac’s Beach House in Frederiksted on the West side of the island (west is best!)…and it  was absolutely phenomenal.  The waves were crashing right outside our porch at night and every morning we woke up with the views of the ocean followed by first-class snorkeling five feet from out house.

I will say this…there is nothing like having your own hammock on an island.  Needless to say, I fell in love…and want to go back.

hammockIt was hard moving from this spot.

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…one of my happy places.

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Until next time,

xox Ahlam

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