Summary
SEVEN-and-a-half hours after leaving London and the air is heavy with a sweet, faintly musty smell of sugar cane wafting through Grantley Adams International Airport. The airport, undergoing a refurbishment, steers us from our flight through tunnels of corrugated sheeting. Surfers in shorts carry boards while linensuited lawyers, dentists and businessmen bustle for porters.
Outside by the taxi rank the commerce of the island snakes by in primary coloured livery against a backdrop of tall, raggedy cane.See the full content of this document
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Pilates of the Caribbean Captain Jack Sparrow Would Notice a Few Changes If He Docked at Port St Charles in Barbados - It's All Yachts, Yoga and Swimming with Turtles. The Rum, However, Is Just As Sweet As It's Always Been
Porters lounge for shade around small four-by-four shacks built with battered sheets of iron and driftwood. Pauline, in a crispcotton, black and white-striped business suit, steps forward. She welcomes us to paradise.
Grantley Airport is about six miles from the Barbadan capital, Bridgetown, b...See the full content of this document
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