It was mid-August and too hot to think about snow when my husband suggested a tropical getaway for the following winter, but he was spot-on. We began to look at maps and finally decided St. Lucia was the place—a less-visited island where we would find plenty to see and do.
One of the first things on my list was a day of scuba on the island’s colorful reefs. I had read about parrot fish, Creole wrasse, peacock flounder and giant barrel sponges, and I wanted to get underwater with them. Instead of one day on the reefs, we ended up spending three with the scuba shop at Anse Chastanet—he in lessons and me on boat dives. By the middle of the week, he was a certified diver, and we enjoyed our first dive together with barracuda, fire worms, lobsters, butterfly fish and golden eels.
