Sandals La Toc, St. Lucia. The trip here and more.

by | Sep 8, 2014 | Shahnaz Blog (Previously They Throw Rocks)

The 4.5 hour flight from Atlanta finally landed in Hewanorra Airport in St. Lucia.  Having been to Montego Bay and to Antigua, this airport faired a bit smaller.  Felt cozy.  Almost like an airport for charters portrayed in some old movies.  Immigration officer was friendly and so was customs.  Everyone was glad to see us.  We heard “Welcome!” or “Welcome to St. Lucia” a lot especially when they realized it was our first time here.

Sandals had their lounge right after customs.  You don’t even have to exit the airport to look for the Sandals sign.  I thought that I might have been jealous of the Sandals customers, if I weren’t one.  I would have thought it so cool.  They got out of customs and they could enter a lounge immediately while the others had to leave the airport, find their shuttles and figure their way out of there.

So, for those who are jealous of me, let me tell you that the Sandals lounge was very disappointing.  I’d been to the Sandals lounge in Jamaica and Antigua but here in St. Lucia, it was crowded.  They was literally no place to sit and barely enough room to stand.  There were people waiting to take their complementary bus to their respective resorts and since Sandals has 3 resorts in St. Lucia, there was a lot of people and a lot of luggages to juggle.  And of course there was a line to the women’s restroom.  The good news is that when I got out of the rest room, the buses were boarding.  We were advised to take the water from the lounge as the bus trip to our resort would be an hour and a half.  So, I had my bottle of water and off we went.

I must say at this point started the worst part of my trip.  Not frightening as the TSA story I spoke of last time, but since I get car sick if I don’t sit up front, it did not make for a great ride.  I thought I would be able to handle it but St. Lucia has a lot of hills and winding, hair pin curves and not having the view to the front threw my systems completely off.  I felt dizzy and nauseous.  I did not think I would make it.  After about 30 minutes I got so nauseous that I was very close to throwing up.  But being an adult is difficult.  You don’t want to create a fuss and you don’t want to throw up either.  What did I do?  I sat there trying to divert my thoughts while part of me wanted to scream “Stop the bus.  I need to get out for a minute”  This went on for 20 minutes.  I still don’t know how I made it.  Just when I would reach breaking point, something happened to change that.  And then my nausea got converted to complete fatigue, exhaustion, helplessness and confusion and my eyes started to tear up.  I felt like a child and I had no control.  I wanted out of the bus.  I just felt horrible.  No, I did not want to throw up, but I wanted out.  I felt trapped.  A Sandals sign somewhere made things temporarily bearable, but then when the bus continued on past the golf course, I felt myself cursing why this resort was so darned huge.  I saw the sign but the bus was not stopping.  It was still climbing and taking curves.  Finally they stopped.

We are supposed to be greeted with lemongrass cool towels.  But since we sat at the back of the bus and my sense of shock made me get out last, the first 6 towels were taken.  I rested on my husband while the gentleman in the front was calling and sending someone out to get more towels immediately.  Our towels came.  We ID’d our luggages and were taken to the reception place where I sunk my head into the towel, my eyes still teary, this time happy that I was on still land but still teary for the rough ride.  We were offered drinks and a salmon roll.  As I ate the salmon roll, I felt better.  My energy and spirits were slowly rising and after processing our credit card and all the usuals we were escorted to our room in a golf cart.  Yes, the property is very hilly.  Lots of steps to climb down to head to dinner.

Our butlers introduced themselves.  Sherman and Gilbert.  I’ve only dealt with Sherman so far.  He seems nice but I was too tired last night to ask him for anything.  Besides, I needed time to unwind from the whirlwind trip to get here.  More about the resort, the butlers and the trip coming up soon.  Perhaps some pictures too…

Till next time,



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