Family travel in St. Lucia made me feel like a kid again
“I can’t believe I found a real hermit crab!” exclaims my seven-year-old son, Archer, crouching low on the beach. He’s smiling at the animal scuttling over the palms of his hands and onto the sand, and then up at my husband, Toby, and me.
It’s late afternoon in St. Lucia, and we’ve spent most of our day swimming in Labrelotte Bay at Windjammer Landing and scouring near the rocks for treasures. We’ve turned up plenty of coral, mollusks and small fish, but this is the moment Archer had been hoping for. The setting sun casts a gentle glow across his