I find this trip appalling for so many reasons: Women abusing themselves with alcohol and god knows what else. Women behaving like mean teenagers thinking only of themselves and bullying others whenever they get the chance. Watching this episode makes my stomach churn. I would have hoped that women in their 40s and 50s had evolved to a place of kindness, compassion, and decency, having had children and some life experience.
Here is some backstory. I did not want to go on this trip to St. Barths. OK. . .maybe you knew that part. I was petrified of the small plane, blah, blah, blah. I know people who don't have a fear of flying don't get it. . .but it is very real to me. Fortunately, at last minute I was able to get some family members to watch my children and Reid was able to come for the weekend and fly with me. Ramona thinks that this makes me too dependent on Reid, but aren't you supposed to be able to depend on a loved one when you need help with something? It was simple. Reid would fly with me to St. Barths and then go and do his own thing while I spent time with the ladies. (Note: the ladies knew very well that Reid would NOT be spending any time with them. He would rather drink paint.)
Next, Carole insisted that Reid and I stay in the house (we could have just as easily stayed in a hotel). I was so excited to go on the trip and fight my fear of small planes. With Reid at my side, I was still petrified but it felt doable. Not to mention that one of the women I counseled recently lost her limb in a boat accident in St Barths (no doctor or hospital to be found during a horrific accident -- terrible story).