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The paintings of Italian-born artist Agostino Brunias, who made a profession of depicting the island in subdued, stylized settings that covered up the harsh realities of colonial control, were my first visual introduction to Dominica. However, as soon as I step onto its winding roads, which begin to twist shortly after I arrive, it becomes evident that this region, which is situated in the center of the Lesser Antilles’ curve, is anything but tame. The two-toned leaves of its bois canot trees, which change color from green to white when they sway in the wind, shimmer and bristle with the power of the volcano. It lulls with the erratic sound of its numerous waterfalls, scatters rainbows haphazardly across its breathtaking horizons, and enchants from the depths with its vibrant coral reefs. And it roars come storm season.
The indigenous Kalinago people of Dominica survived invasion by the French and British, who imposed slavery on the Africans who now make up four-fifths of the island’s population and left a linguistic legacy of English and French-based Creole, by mastering the lush tropical rainforest that covers more than 60% of the island. If you visit Trinidad for roti and Jamaica for jerk, you should travel to Dominica for green things like bush rum and flower teas. There are a ton of medicinal herbs in the forest.
The Jungle Bay Dominica resort, located smack dab in the center of the Soufrière jungles, leans into nature instead, maybe realizing the futility of fighting against the earth’s generosity. When I finally get there, the kitchen is closed. Joanne Hilaire, the operations manager, tells me that they never let guests go hungry, though, so I can feel the warmth of Dominica’s welcome. The cook is preparing an excellently stewed dish of beans with taro, rice, and plantain for our late dinner, off the menu, while I have a refreshing ginger-lime cocktail that is a local favorite. When I wake up the following morning, I find that my villa’s doors open onto a private veranda that faces southwest toward Soufrière Bay, where the Caribbean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean converge. I let the light wake me for the remainder of my stay by leaving my blinds open.
10+ People Who Need a Time Machine to Restart Their Terrible Day
Scientist Stephen Hawking once held a curious experiment. He organized a party with appetizers, balloons, you name it. However, he only sent the invites after the party had already taken place. He wanted to demonstrate that time travel is impossible, and he did.
NASA begs to differ and confirms that time travel is possible, just not in the way we’ve seen in books and movies. This is good news for the following people because they’d love to start their terrible day over.
“My foot after wearing a wet boot with a hole in it for 10 hours”
“A buddy of mine seemed to think stick sun screen was a good idea.”
“Got my license in the mail today.”
“I was sitting on the lid of my toilet waiting for my bath to fill, scrolling on my phone when the lid shattered and I threw my phone in the bath.”
“My BBQ food truck burned down last month.”
“Lent a car to my brother for the day, and as a thank you, he filled up my car with the wrong fuel.”
“I turned on my defrost this morning and came back 10 minutes later to find this.”
“I did an air mold test in my apartment.”
“Went to use the bathroom at a friend’s house — nearly had a heart attack.”
“My job makes us food before each shift. Meet the zucchini hot dog.”
“I dropped my phone and now all my photos are blue-ish.”
“I asked my wife to tidy up my neck with the clippers. Yes, we are still married.”
“What they call a ’cheese’ burger”
“Got stung in the eye at 2 a.m. while asleep by probably one of the last wasps of the season.”
“I dropped the tuna can in the sink.”
“Must have dropped my keys after I locked my car. I came back to this.”
“In a boot with a broken foot on day 7 of 24 of my dream tour of the UK”
“Oops, there’s a pothole there.”
“I guess no pizza for me tonight.”
“I forgot to put sunscreen on my feet.”
If you could live an hour of your life on repeat, which hour would you choose? If you could travel back in time and get stuck in that era, which year would you go for? Let us know in the comments.
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