Words can’t really describe how much I was looking forward to escaping the dreary English winter for the tropical Caribbean island shores of Grenada. I was already fed up of getting caught in the icy rain and shrugging on layers of heavy clothing – and it was only the very start of the coldest season of the year. Disclaimer: We were guests of Pure Grenada, the national tourism board, but all enthusing and rum cocktail enjoyment is very much my own.
I’d always dreamt of exploring the Caribbean – rowing to a teeny island with sparkling sands and palm trees waving over turquoise seas, but before I’d started blogging all those years ago I’d honestly never heard of Grenada.
