t was one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. I was staring through a large sliding glass door at a place I thought I would never visit. Since June of last year my wife and I had been dreaming about our time in paradise as we hadn’t had a vacation of any sort for over six years.
However, this year we promised ourselves that we would put all of the pressures and strains of life aside and visit the beautiful island of St. Maarten. When we arrived at our oceanfront suite the first thing I noticed was the immense sliding glass door that overlooked the Caribbean. It was like looking into a giant post card; a clean, white sand beach, tall palm trees and an ocean of translucent turquoise and indigo in shades that I had never imagined. As I stared at the view a small dark man in a white suit suddenly popped into the foreground and signaled me to open the sliding glass door.
It was as if I had turned a giant valve that allowed all the warm and fragrant perfumes of paradise to flow over me. For a moment I could no nothing except let it all wash over me, spellbound by the seductiveness of the tropic air. The man smiled at my reaction and said something I will remember for the rest of my life. He said: “If you think this is beautiful now you should have seen it before we lost it.”My wife and I did a lot of exploring that week.