The first time Larry and I vacationed in St Barts was in January of the early 1990’s. We absolutely loved it. We found a little bungalow on a beautiful beach. We rented a Jeep and had a magical vacation. We were so enamored of the island that we returned in May of the same year. We just didn’t feel the magic. So for the next few years we tried a few other Caribbean islands for our January getaway. It wasn’t long before we had visited almost all of them without ever recapturing the magic of our first trip to St. Barts.
The next January after visiting so many other islands we returned to what would become ‘our place.’ It wasn’t the island, it was the time of year that had made the difference. From that moment on if it wasn’t St Barts, we weren’t going. And I got to see my husband strut his stuff in a black speedo. He got some nice views of his fave babe, too.
I feel that same kind of magic in Sicily. I loved in in April, in the spring and I love it in the summer. I have no doubt I will like it in the winter. So why would I go somewhere other than Sicily?
Answer: When it comes to Italy, for me its Sicilia!
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