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Memories could get overwritten with time. They won't be erased if they are connected to strong positive emotions. There are times when you are about to leave a wonderful country that you loved so much, you fear you might forget all its little details once you are gone. There is at least one place you imagined a life in… if not all. And there is a site that made you teary when ready to depart... or a spot that made you smile more than others when going through some memories. My place is in the Caribbean Islands. I have some flashbacks of that part of the world. I remember myself taking a stroll at night, listening to frogs sounding like crickets and birds sounding like cats. I remember red and blue crabs standing on the side of the road and waving their claws towards me to remind me that it was their territory. No, it's not a joke and these are not hallucinations. I spent some time around the archipelago while working on sailing yachts. I have to thank all the wonderful people I crossed my path with. The connections you make might play a key role in your travel experience. My memory recalls one of the most Brilliant Christmas eves of my life. And I won’t deny that I’m getting a little emotional while thinking of it. At that time, I was hanging out with friends I had met just a few days before. Work brought us there at the end of December 2017. One evening we were sure we would have found our favorite place open for dinner but It’s easy to forget about Christmas in the Caribbean. We used to call the food stall "The place with no name", or the BBQ place by The Waterfront In. A tiny place with a beautiful view and ran by a family. Once we got there the staff told us that it was actually shut and they were just going to celebrate the evening with the rest of their family members. And we were about to accept the news and think about an alternative when one of the locals suggested we would stay for dinner and spend Christmas altogether. I will never forget their smile and genuine invitation. They didn’t hesitate to let us in, they actually insisted and immediately added chairs to their table, treating us as their pals, when we were just 10 strangers. They wanted us to properly fill our plates at the buffet they prepared. This kind of situation would rarely happen in other countries, unfortunately. We experienced the true Christmas Spirit in a remote place of the world, with local people who were not rich and offered everything they had without expecting anything in return. I never felt unsafe, they made me feel part of their family when I was far from home and missing my dearest ones. This is the emotion I treasure, the index of my memory. If you ever end up in Antigua please Visit the BBQ stall directly in front of "The Waterfront In" hostel, located in the English Harbour. It’s a lovely place to try some tasty street food (Caribbean BBQ meat). I hope to visit them again at some point and remind them what rare souls they are. There is no chance this memory will ever fade away.