I sort of assumed that all the people who holidayed in Barbados were bling, aging, rich lotharios.
And it's fair to say that there is a large proportion of people that we met who were like that.
And instead of bling yachts, these were the local boats:
It's a tiny family-run hotel called Little Good Harbour and it is without doubt my new most favourite place in the world . We are already planning a week there in December.
But shhhh, only tell nice people please.