When I found out I was moving to Bermuda, I had grand ambitions of a blog post a week (I am not really sure what they were going to be about!), and now I find myself five weeks in scribbling out the very first one. They say the more time you have the less you do, on this occasion I would tend to agree wholeheartedly! I mean what have I been doing aside from going to the beach, moving house and unpacking, buying random second hand furniture, going to the gym, cooking, reading Tea with Tracey and ???? Actually I think the buying random second hand furniture definitely accounts for several hours a day perusing the local second hand site – emoo.
When my partner and I first announced to friends and family that we were moving to Bermuda, the first thing people would say is “what about the Bermuda Triangle?” It doesn’t help that when you Google Bermuda, the first thing that comes up is the Bermuda Triangle. This led me to do some research into this whole Bermuda Triangle malarky, but I won’t bore you with that this time. Between my partner and I, I think we did a lot of educating on the geographic location of Bermuda – no one seemed to know exactly where it was……. but then again did I?
Bermuda is VERY isolated. It really is a speck in the Atlantic ocean. But it is so naturally beautiful. The white and pink sand beaches contrast against the turquoise blue ocean is just stunning. And I love that it isn’t overly commercialised. No one is hassling you to pay for a beach umbrella or sell you something you really don’t need and won’t use again, and the Bermudian people are lovely and very welcoming. It did take me awhile to get used to saying good morning/afternoon to every person I interact with or simply walk past – but now I think it’s so nice and what a snobby life I must have led before moving here.
Beyond the picturesque beaches and crystal clear waters to envy friends and family back home in the midst of winter, there is the humidity that is very draining and I’m told it is nothing on what it will be like come August.. Oh dear. Did I mention Bermuda is HUMID? Everything feels damp – the air, your clothes, your bedding. Everything. And then there are the bugs that come with living on a sub tropical island. While there is nothing here that will really harm you (no snakes or poisonous spiders) there are the Cockroaches…. These are definitely not my favourite thing about Bermuda. I am usually not a scaredy cat when it comes to roaches, but there are only so many times you can open a cupboard to be greeted by a marching roach the size of a small cat (well not quite) to scare the living daylight out of you. The tree frogs that sing all night from the bushes, totally harmless, also remind you that you are on an island… though after a few nights, you don’t tend to notice them and their hum is actually rather soothing to drift off to sleep to. I actually kinda like them.
The roads in Bermuda are narrow and windy and the driving limit for the island of 35kph reflects this. In many areas there is also no footpath so pedestrians must brave walking on the road too. To drive here you must have Bermuda driver’s licence as they don’t recognise any other licences from anywhere else in the world. Strange huh! Something I can gladly say I obtained this past week so when we pick up our car on Thursday I will feel a sure sense of freedom and no longer reliant on the pink (unreliable) buses! (They too are known to have passengers of the cockroach variety). I have just about got used to all the tooting! Drivers will toot to say hello, to alert of a danger, or perhaps just because they feel like it.
One thing I am thoroughly enjoying about my non-working stint here in Bermuda is the time to research recipes and try new things. I am loving spending more time in the kitchen and have been trying a few meat-free meals and exploring the local farmers markets and buying local always feels good. There’s also no shortage of amazing options to eat out either… the different food types on offer have far exceeded my expectations. And I can safely report there is good coffee on the island – Devil’s Isle and Rock Island are both great options – and you can even get a Kiwi flat white. Yes I did say Kiwi. Though at the moment, I have a new found obsession with the 24 hour cold brew… refreshing and caffeinated.
Yesterday I had my first fish sandwich (a Bermuda speciality) and I was not disappointed. This is fried snapper in a sandwich of raisin bread. You might be a little perplexed about the use of raisin bread but I am pleased to report it just works! In fact, it more than just works, it’s delicious and soft and the sweetness totally complements the fish. Yum. I’ll definitely be having one again. The local Rum Swizzle made with rum and orange juice is rather tasty on a hot summer’s day too. Bit of a bizarre combo, but again, these Bermudians know what they’re doing.
Until next time.
Kiwi in Bermuda.