the most tender.. swordfish with macaroni pie, grilled potatoes and the works.
Grilled flying fish with macaroni pie, grilled potatoes, peas and rice, side salad, breadfruit slice and potatoe salad.
A plate i had at oistins… i miss you bim!!!
kind of annoyed the barbados tag is only filled with rihanna photos -___-
yes that really was my foot in that last picture.
i should be utterly ashamed to post that and i really am.
but my feet just look so gross and worn out that i had to post it. ever posted an ugly picture of yourself because you were just so hideous in the pic you had to post it? shit is wild man lmao
that happened because i was wearing my cousins flipflops and they broke on me while we were out and about in Barbados. Now, I would not have minded going barefoot but someone probably said it wasnt a good idea so we “fixed” the shoe with palm tree leaves and made this cute, fake shoe contraption. I limped down the street but I got there.
something you could only do in the islands man. fuck i miss you, bim.
not to mention the fact that west indians, or at least bajans, could give a fuck how a womans foot looks? and a lot of women dont even shave their legs. maybe id say most?
IM A BAJAN!! IM A BAJAN!! <3333
Check out my latest video yall!!!
I’m experiencing something amazing.
Because of this funeral, I’ve met so many family members. So many members from my grandfathers side of the family—he died 8 years before my birth.
Gives me a strong sense if identity, a bajan identity at that. I have never met another Nicholls (in my consciousness) before, besides my immediate family. I know my gran would be proud to see this, and it’s all because of her.
SOO… My cousin Melanie who I was hanging out with the whole time went back to NYC so now it’s just me trying to make the best of the situation. Poo.
I got tonight, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday here and I still haven’t found a friend yet. I would go to a bar and chill and hope for the best but from my experience so far I just get creeped on by the locals. Not even the cute ones! I hate my life.
Omg there was a beautiful, blonde dreadlocked prince staying across the street from my aunts house, though I’ve only see him twice and get this there are TWO HOT GERMAN Nordic princes staying next door!! Fuucckkk
And now my dad is moving us to a hotel cause he can’t take my aunts crazy or the heat.
I guess it’ll just be me myself and I. Poo.