Bimini Trip Part 1
Sometimes you find yourself in the middle of nowhere, and sometimes in the middle of nowhere you find yourself. -Author unknown
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ah, the infamous “cast trip.” We have seen every city embark on one. Housewives have traveled far and wide from Kenya to Ojai all seeking the same thing: healing. After enduring months of filming, a little healing trip is just what the doctor ordered. But is true healing possible? Can we really heal the wounds that we either deliberately or negligently inflicted upon each other throughout the course of this season? Call me cynical, call me jaded, but I was not optimistic. I’m not sure there are enough Band-Aids in the western hemisphere to stop the bleeding of our gaping wounds, but (for the most part), we tried.
Bimini is an idyllic setting. It’s so close to home and yet seems thousands of miles away. What a shame that the weather did not cooperate. Elsa’s prediction was eerily accurate.
We boarded the plane with high spirits, good energy, and a lot of Adriana’s luggage. I was grateful that we did not need the flare guns or the flotation devices that Marysol kept demanding.
The houses were just beautiful and our rooming arrangements predictably safe. Perhaps mixing it up a bit would have aided in the “healing” process but considering our history as a group, playing it safe was a good idea. A girls trip is always fun and this was no exception. I love spending time with Alexia and Marysol, and once Adriana arrived -- it was a full house.