Bottom Bay, Barbados = Paradise

When we arrived, first we had to drive through someones field, it looked like you were about to arrive at a cliff, then a bay with white sand and palm trees revealed itself.

Once we'd descended down the steep steps we arrived in the smugglers cove, and a local climbed one of the palm trees to get us a coconut. The milk was yummy and the meat scrapped out with a piece of the shell was moist and a little like a solid jelly, much nicer than the dried up white cement blocks your left with when it matures.