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When I think of the islands, I can smell that certain sea scent that permeates the thick air.
The smell when getting off the airplane on STX is what I always look forward to. Nothing like it.
I am a very 'olfactory' kind of guy. For several years I lived in the Sierra/Nevada Mountains in northern California. I loved the pine smell and cold winter smell, I can still remember it in my mind. Thirty feet of annual snowfall has a life of it's own.
I will never forget the first time I got off an airplane in the tropics. It was almost 30 years ago and I knew that I was home. That first smell of the tropics was in Ocho Rios in Jamaica. It was followed by a trip to St Croix just after Hugo in 1990. Nothing has been the same since.