Sunrise in Turks and Caicos was absolutely beautiful. My husband, Steve, woke up early to fly one morning and captured these photos. Most of the time when I wasn’t participating in the conference, we were near the water. Whether it meant we were on a catamaran, at the beach, or by the pool it didn’t matter because everywhere was beautiful.
Our favorite pool was in the French Village because it was less busy than the others. I found out later that they are remodeling that section of the hotel, so that’s why it was less busy. If I hadn’t mentioned it to someone, I would have never known. It was so quiet and peaceful the whole time we were there, even during the day.
When we left Turks and Caicos, our flight was slightly delayed, which meant we arrived in Newark later than expected. With only an hour to make it through immigrations, customs, and back through security again, I’m so glad we only traveled with carry on bags. If we had to go get our luggage we may not have had time to make it through everything before our next flight. The water was a beautiful pastel gradient on our way out, I’m still in awe of how magical it looked.
I’m also so amazed (and quite proud) that Søren did so well during all of the air travel. It’s not often someone says that their 3-year old is a good traveler, but he is. After the travel stress we were happy to make it back home to San Francisco, and headed directly to bed after. It was one of those crash-in-your-clothes because you’re so tired nights.