Rhymers Beach Hotel
How has this hotel rated in the past?
TripAdvisor Reviews Rhymers Beach Hotel Tortola
Travel Blogs from Tortola
... quantities of rum and molasses to England. But the economy was tenuous
and shortly after 1834 the plantation way of life declined as slavery was
abolished in the British West Indies. For the next 130 years the territory
became a sleepy backwater of the British Empire and it is only since the 1970s
that it has emerged as a popular yachting centre and tourist destination.
territory is largely autonomous and has its own ...
... is just brilliant in its surrounding. The pictures say it all, so I'm not going to say anything more. You can't describe perfection in words!
Now here is something that will get those fun police at the Health and safety Executive in England completely and totally apoplectic. In fact, I should tell them NOW, to go straight home, take a couple of aspirin and lie down, in a darkened room because you are really NOT going to like the next bit. But, ...
... OJ, rum cocktail!! Plus the man who takes our order is very surly and complaining loudly that children break everything and that is why he doesn’t have any small sizes of snorkeling gear. I went on to use the "customers only" bathroom and written all over the walls are different variations of “if you **** put the paper in the garbage”. I wouldn’t recommend it but ...
... some day. I then took a steam bath followed by a shower. That felt good.
It's the second formal night tonight. We're a lot informal than before. After dinner I started packing to make tomorrow night easier. Then Bob and I went up to Revelation to see people dance to the 50s and 60s music and watch the "Friendly Feud". Never saw that many people there before - every seat was occupied.
... Free dermal abrasion!!
It was actually a very relieved and triumphant little Jilly who sat on the beach a little later on, although I did feel a bit like Kermit with those flippers on and if I crossed my legs I looked just like the crispy frogs' legs on the plate the other night ...