Caribbean Magic

There are two sights that make flying through the Caribbean a magical experience. The first is the view of bejewelled, white capped waves far below, swishing through the deep blue waters of the Caribbean Sea. If you look closely – or even squint a bit – you might spot someone on jetskis, or a boat as it dashes from one coral-encrusted rock to the other. The sea is dotted with tiny islands, and from the sky all you can see are deep browns and greens that are very inviting.

For me, though, the more magical sight is the towering cumulus clouds which populate the bright blue sky. Some look so fluffy that you’re almost tempted to rest your head on them, and it’s only when you fly through them that you realise they’re less solid than they seem.

These were the sights that made my first plane flight, at the age of four, such an unforgettable experience. We were travelling from Jamaica to Trinidad, and I can still remember my excitement as we reached the airport, checked in and boarded the plane. It was a feeling that would persist for many years and the sight of the clouds and the Caribbean Sea made it all the more vivid.