It started out very simple. I saw photos like this one above on social media. My friend moved to St. Thomas and posted beautiful images of the turquoise Caribbean, it looked like a dream. I messaged him and asked, “should I move there? Is it easy to find a restaurant job?” I have, at this point been bartending for 16 years. He assured me that I would love it. He was planning on moving to the better, more beautiful island, St. John, where I could be his roommate.
I have lived in Reno, Nevada since I was just a little kid, and I always wanted to leave. Nevada was too much with it's oppressive dry heat, open expanses of multi-hued brown, and the people with whom I never quite seemed to belong. I spent my childhood running away to sunny beaches and mountains and forests, and always longed to live in a place that felt like those places did to me.