Heading back to Tortola on our final day of sailing this would be our seventh island in seven days. We did it! On our way back to the marina we caught up with several dozen sailboats racing in a regatta. When we fell in behind the leader I moved to the front of the catamaran and held on tight. It was exhilarating being soaked by the spray from the waves and my laughter was mixed with tears because I knew my trip was almost over. I still needed to find out more about Tortola. Once back at the Moorings home base it didn’t take long to pack up and check out of the boat. I felt a familiar tug at my heart as the taxi whisked me away to my final resort, but I never looked back. My adventure wasn’t over yet. For my last night I headed to the Long Bay Beach Resort on the other side of the island. At this property, you can choose between junior suites, sprinkled across the hillside, or rustic beachfront cabins. I decided to stay close to the water and picked a cabin. After a final massage I spent the rest of the day exploring and trying to mentally prepare for my trip back home. As I watched my final BVI sunset from my balcony, sailboats kept racing by, almost as if they were calling out for me to return to the sea. That’s when I realized the true beauty of the BVI doesn’t just come from the glamorous resorts and top rated spas. The real magic is how this place makes you feel. There’s a sense of quiet here, a solitude that soothes your soul and makes you yearn for things you didn’t even know you wished for. The next day flying away from the island I only looked out the window once to take the picture used here. It was time to say goodbye, at least for now…
