Bye-Bye, Bermuda

Home sweet home to Canada! And it is sweet, although being away was not exactly a hardship. What was meant to be a long-weekend getaway was extended into a five-day vacation when our return flight Sunday was abruptly cancelled. Weather was blamed. No matter. We were stranded in Bermuda, a haven where winter is about as harsh as a hibiscus. For us, the contrast against Toronto’s frigid February was welcome. (“You know how we can tell the Canadians?” a Bermudian driver said to me, laughing. “They’re the ones swimming in wintertime!”) Can you blame us? It was balmy and we were giddy with sunshine, palm trees and stunning blue waters.

The other thing that stood out for us in Bermuda was its colossal sense of civility. It wasn’t just the friendliness – although we witnessed that in spades – but the common courtesy. And by common, I mean it was everywhere. When you caught eyes with a passing stranger on the sidewalk, they asked how you’re doing. When a granny climbed the bus steps and announced a general “Good morning, everyone,” the entire ridership responded: “Good morning.” The words “thank you” were rampant. And they call us Canadians polite?

Maybe it’s because, with less than 65,000 people, Bermuda is more like a small town than an entire country. Or maybe it’s because these people wake up every morning with a view of the ocean, instead of an urgent need to apply an ice scraper to their windshields. Either way, it was a pleasant place to be, and pleasant people to be there with. Just think of it… an island paradise, where everyone minds their p’s and q’s.

Breathtaking Bermuda beauty: Often even nature does us a good deed.

Breathtaking Bermuda beauty: Often even nature does us a good deed.

3 responses to “Bye-Bye, Bermuda

  1. Always wanted to visit Bermuda. How accessible is it for a scooter user, Lisa? Hotel accessible? Streets?

  2. Our mobility-device-using family member stayed at home in Canada, so we didn’t experience the barriers firsthand, but I’d say there are a few challenges. Bermuda streets are narrow, inclined and twisting, and most don’t have sidewalks. Our resort wasn’t accessible at all (although I couldn’t see any obvious reason why it couldn’t be retrofitted – it just hadn’t been). The museums, etc., were often accessible, though, so if you searched for accommodations close to the capital city you might have better luck. I can definitely vouch for February as the best time of year to visit! Not too hot, not at all crowded.

  3. Thanks. Wish I were there right now. Snow is really piling up down here in Niagara. Just put a new entry up on my blog lindacrabtree.wordpress.com re swivel seats some lf your readers might be interested in.

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