I left DC at a chilly 25 degrees a couple days ago and arrived in a place with a temperature of 77 degrees with flowers, sunshine, and palm trees. While only on the ground less than 48 hours, it was a treat! I’d never been there before and found quickly that the islanders live in a hilly place, with narrow, windy roads and drive on the left (like the British). And the streets don’t have names or addresses! Fortunately, I didn’t rent a car!