The plane landed, and the round of applause ‘rolls eyes’ let me knew this is the start of my new journey…

My name is journey and that’s what my mum says all I seem to be doing searching or going on journeys apparently I’m an old soul. I do feel like I’ve been on this earth before it has never felt new to me.

To let you know more about me I was born in Christ church, Barbados but when I was five we moved to the uk, not because we didn’t love it according to my mummy and daddy but simply because they wanted a change.  We return quite frequently but now I plan to return permanently to live I had been thinking about this for a long time and now it’s happening…

We climbed down the stairs of the plane the wave of heat hit me, and I could see the sun starting to set is was about 16:55pm bajan time I was home and happy.

I could not believe I was leaving my boyfriend Michael behind six months without dick I don’t think I could cope, he was born in Barbados too and will be joining my shortly but when you’ve been together as long as we have six months is far too long. A girl has needs and so I guess my vibrator and hands shall have to do ‘Sighs’.

We got to the section me and my mum and two sisters to collect our luggage, it was hectic and chaotic, all I wanted was to get to nanny’s house so I could have some conkies and sweet bread but here I iz sweating in this airport and almost get box in my eye by a white woman with no manners. Tourists have no manners, sighs but I’m going to let it go.

A cute guy came over with a trolley to help with our luggage, it could have been my dad helping but he was at work yup he was already here in bimshire so we had no worries. I know I’m in a relationship but man was finnnne tall brown skinned and that sweet bajan accent that makes me knees weak damn it journey keep it together…

Our suitcases came through soon enough, and the cute guy helped us load our luggage in to a taxi that was outside, once we were all set I gave him a few dollars I had and he gave me his number. I shouldn’t took it but there was something intriguing about him. We all got into the taxi and drove off my two sisters were as usual caught up in their phones I happened to glance over and saw they were on the Caribbean side of twitter speaking in bajan creole talking bout ‘he rasshole taxi too hot man’ I love my sisters but they do annoy me.

Contrary to popular believe the airport is not in Bridgetown I don’t know why when you’re on the plane it says this now landing in Bridgetown I felt  to scream out  liesss it’s nowhere near… but after what felt like an eternity we soon we’re driving oistins chefette was chicken was going to see me tomorrow, I could smell the fish frying it’s a Friday night oistins is the best place to be….

I think I must have dozed off because next thing I knew we were going past Roy smiths and round the corner from there is my sweet nanny’s house the best woman I knew… We got to her gate and started screaming nanny because here in the Caribbean you don’t knock on doors you just yell the person’s name and wait fi dem to answer. Sure enough she did she answers the door with a smile on her face this time was different…..

Written by Sistah Soul…..