The BIG 3

​October, 2017 three lifelong dreams came true. Three dreams I thought would not be possible:  I finally traveled outside the country, I flew first class and I enjoyed a real vacation with blue beaches, white sand, cute Jamaican men, great food and endless drinks. All I had to do was be present and enjoy every moment. A vacation like this is never long enough…LOL. If you haven’t experiences an all inclusive resort…YOU MUST! The Sandals Resort was amazing…everything was five star. Anything I needed…the response was “No Problem Mon”.  The staff, travelers, food, drinks, 24 hour room service, special order ox tails... Let’s just say it was hard to leave, three more days would have been perfect. I ‘am defiantly going back next year. All inclusive resorts are the way to travel...I’m hooked! Thanks Sandals. 

Fat Girl Travel 

I wish I could report, I planned this wonderful vacation for myself. My best friend decided to have a destination wedding and of course she needed me and I wanted to be there. In traditional “I’m going on vacation” fashion, the first order of business was to lose weight…LOL! I told myself I was going to lose 100 pounds before my trip. The year came and went and I’m still holding the same weight I promised to lose.  
The negative thoughts ran through my head...I’m human! Being a fat traveler gave me anxiety while in the airport. The world has made “fat” an ugly word. So of course I had to wear my “Fat Girls Travel Too” T-shirt. One of the rude ATL TSA workers laughed at my shirt and had the nerve to point and laugh. When I got close enough I checked her, “So you like my shirt or does TSA pay you to be rude to fat people? Skinny don’t make you better boo”! Her mouth dropped, a stupid looked appeared on her face, and I kept walking! Don’t come for me unless I send for you. LOL
On a good note, one of the pilots gave me a fist bump and said he thought my shirt was dope. I should have snapped a picture but if you fly…you know people are eager to find their seats so I kept moving. Everyone flying has some level of anxiety until there are safely back on the ground and de-boarding the plane.  Reflecting now, it was necessary for me to take my first international trip alone. I tried so hard to take someone with me…I begged people to go. My mom, sister…friends, no one could make the trip with me. After my last attempt to invite a friend failed. I looked to God as said Lord…You must desire I make this journey alone so give me peace and strength to do it. I am pleased to report, I flew to Jamaica and back home…and lived!
I flew coach into Jamaica and flew first class home. @Delta was a smooth flight, the staff was great and the service was on time going and coming. The vessel stayed in the air…past that I had no other request LOL. There is nothing like first class. Airlines should make all the seats the same size as first class. The meal and unlimited adult beverages were the perfect combination of comfort… I don't know how I will ever fly couch again. Ha Ha   

...The Wedding 

​Beyond my anxiety and travel excitement….I went to Jamaica for one thing and one thing only...besides the drink, My Best Friend’s Wedding. If you are a hopeless romantic like I am, you have watched every “I’m getting married, best friend wedding story” ever created. So when your best friend actually get's married it almost feels like a dream. She the most beautiful bride ever… 

Being present for her was one of the best moments of my life. They say people may forget what you say but they never forget how you make them feel.  I hope she never forgets how she felt on her wedding day. She was surrounded with the love of family and friends and was watched by angels. I love you friend. #BFFwedding #Sandals #ThreeTheHardWay #LC #VaughtLeeksJohnson #teamDalton #ShesMarriedNow #DestinationWedding #MyBestFriendWedding 

Next Time...

 Jamaica was worth every dime, every sky-mile and every bead of sweat. It was HOT…I wasn’t ready! Y’all know #immafatgirl and we don’t like to be hot.  But next time…I’ll pack lighter, wear less, stay longer (One week isn’t enough), and I’ll bring back more Jamaican Rum Cream. The stuff is like crack. If you get to Jamaica before I get back…be a doll and bring ya girl a bottle.
I’m headed to Orlando in November…Stay tuned for more Fat Girls Travel Too. If you enjoy my blog, share with a friend. Until this fat girl travels again...Y’all be easy.
My Love is like XO,
Kay ​​