I have mixed feelings if I would go to St. Lucia again. I was in awe of the beauty there and enjoyed our stay so much, but I struggled so much with the culture shock and was so exhausted by the time we arrived that I was terribly homesick the first night of our trip. I am used to being in America, where my husband and I are treated as a unit and not split up on purpose by beggars and people DEMANDING tips for insane things. People trying to separate me from my husband so they could get away with hounding me made me immensely uncomfortable. I am used to having waitresses who don’t act like someone is going to beat them if they drop a spoon. I like road signs and speed limits. I spent most of the trip sitting on the beach with our cabana butler, hearing about her life and feeling horrified and powerless to do anything about it. I loved the beach but so much of the trip made me uncomfortable. I guess I am just not a very worldly person, and there are many places I will probably not ever see.
My husbands answer would be Australia. He is so glad he went once, he loved it and it was the trip of a lifetime, but he doesn’t think he could do that flight again. I don’t think I would have even attempted it the first time.
Some places are easier to say they aren’t worth the visit when you’ve already gotten to do it once.