The first night I ever spent in the Caribbean, 25 years ago, was in a small beach resort in Jamaica with my wife and two young children. Around 2am we heard a fire alarm go off and immediately rushed out of our room in a panic.
‘But there’s no fire,’ a security guard assured us. ‘So what’s all that loud ringing?’ I asked. ‘It’s the sound of tree frogs,’ he explained with a smile, ‘calling for a mate’.
True story – and since then I’ve had the good fortune to visit 27 Caribbean islands and territories from the Bahamas to Tobago via Aruba, including forgotten corners such as St Eustatius, Montserrat and Bonaire.
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