There's pops of color everywhere. The cerulean blue of the water, the green of the foliage, the bright many-colored houses. Brighter is always preferred. It's hot and noisy, loud and expressive but then also somehow laid back, slow-moving and behind the times. Barbados is in the top twenty most densely populated countries in the world, and it shows. People are everywhere, all the time, waiting for buses, drinking at rum shacks, just sitting, waiting for something to happen.
Crowds everywhere, but the surf breaks are surprisingly empty. I've been told the locals come out during the winter months when the swell picks up, but it seems like the Bajans interaction with the sea is more based in boats, rather than surfing and diving. For the past couple weeks it's often just the two of us catching all the tiny waves we could want.