After treating herself to a massage, Amy takes a boat to a hut in the middle of the ocean where the rum punch is flowing and the fish is freshly steamed.
An extra 6 hour wait in the airport does not bode well for the holiday, but a glass of champagne, four Bloody Marys, two Red Stripes and a Rum Punch later, things are starting to look up.
Amy Casey BootsnAll Author Amy Casey Amy Casey grew up in Columbia, Maryland, the first “planned” city by James Rouse. Her bookshelves are filled with a lifetime of journals documenting her experiences. She began performing at age five and went to University of Maryland in College Park where she earned a degree in Theatre and [...]
