Moving to the Caribbean

Nearly a year ago, we moved to the Cayman Islands without having ever stepped foot in it. Wild, some people tell us, but we thrive off the unknown. It does create quite a lot of life admin, but that’s what you get for wanting more – you get more of everything else as well.

Life here has been slow, quiet, reflective. The opposite of what we’ve always been used to – the city bustle, people’s hustle. There are many days when our nervous system is just so stable that we could actually appreciate the wonders of the mundane things. We get to be more bored, than overstimulated. We get to breathe actual fresh air. We get to accept that we don’t always have to rush to be anywhere. We get to learn how to function on island time.

Bonny Moon

There are also days when we want more creative inspiration like we get in museums, cafès, and all the places and interactions you get with people somewhere with more energy. We turned to magazines and books instead, some we have collected slowly over the years, and some specially shipped from overseas since there are no cool magazine shops on the island unlike London. We deactivated our personal Instagram accounts, and only kept our creative ones instead. How liberating!

I actually take the time to read now, having gotten rid of my social media account. My distraction levels have reduced. I’m actually interested in my own things, rather than being constantly fed with what I should be interested in, thanks to the algorithm. I don’t feel FOMO anymore – I’m actually more interested in the kind of life I want to build. I’m not made to feel bad for not being vocal about what I should care about. I’m here, in my own lane, making the most of what I have, and since being away from all of that online pressure, I have more.

a scene from one of our drives on the island