Before this trip, it had been eight long years since I’d last visited St. Kitts, so I was pleasantly surprised to find that so much of what I’d left was exactly the same. The same smells, the same smiles, the same everything. It was like hopping out of a time machine.
While I was there, I made sure to visit Brimstone Hill, an old British fortress that defended the island back in the day and, more importantly, served as my personal playground every summer when I was a kid. My uncle ran (and still runs) the canteen at the top of the hill, so I was pretty much up there every other day. I took a little time to revisit all my old hiding places before I left, and trust, it was the perfect blast from the past.
My uncle broke out the ice cream bars and fired up the grill to make these bangin’ ass burgers and hot dogs that my sister and I used to love when we were little. Just like everything else, they were exactly the same. To be honest, part of that familiarity led me to wonder… are we moving too fast over here in the States? Do we get so caught up in always finding the next big thing or getting that promotion or upgrade that we forget to appreciate the greatness of the present?
Everything’s simpler down there, and yet the people still seem sooo happy. I’m not suggesting that we all stop chasing what’s better or anything like that. I’m just saying that all of the things that [we want] aren’t necessarily what [we need] to be happy. It just takes a little gratitude. -J
Featuring: Polo Ralph Lauren pajama shirt, Stefan Grant sleeveless tee, DIY-distressed Calvin Klein Jeans shorts, & adidas Originals Stan Smith sneakers.