Henna and Tobago

Waking up to rain made me realize how fortunate we’d been weather-wise the whole trip, but it did require a change in plans.  Instead of hiking through the mountains, we settled for a quick dash behind the hotel and saw a frog who was clearly enjoying himself.

Inspired by the previous day’s holiday, we set out on a quest to get some henna done.  When our leads didn’t pan out, we headed in the direction of a billboard we’d seen advertising an Indian Bridal Expo. Sure enough, the fair was right off the highway and it was the final day.  We had to wade through a muddy field/parking lot to get to the tent, and were well-rewarded for the effort.  The tent was full of vendors selling all sorts of saris, Indian clothing, and any accessory you may need to go with it.  So pretty!  Almost wished I needed another sari.  After explaining our request, one vendor had us buy some henna from another stall and pulled up a chair behind her booth. Stephanie had both her hands done, and I opted for an ankle.

We waited for the henna to dry at the airport, as we ate fried chicken and waited for our flights—me to Tobago, Jeanette and Stephanie back to DC.  It was hard to believe part 1 of the trip was already over, and I knew I’d miss my travel buddies but I was excited for part 2.

The flight to Tobago was short, and upon landing it was only a few blocks to my hotel.  This whole area seemed pretty walkable, so I set out to see the beach and grab dinner.  It was odd being alone, and from the attention I received and the number of restaurants and hotels, clearly had more tourists than our previous stops.  I opted for a quiet night in and some reading.