With the weather turning cold in England, we were more than happy when we boarded a plane to Barbados last Thursday.
One of our squad was almost left in England, though, as Nat Sciver couldn’t locate her passport. Fortunately all was good when at 10pm the night before we flew she found it in the cellar of all places.
Barbados is five hours behind England so the hardest thing was to try and stay up as late as possible to acclimatise to the time difference.
My room-mate Lydia Greenway and I made a pact that we would get to 9pm before we go to sleep. She didn't make it! At 8pm I was in mid-sentence when I looked over to Lydia who was already asleep. I only lasted half an hour more before I passed out. Annoyingly I was up at 5am.
Everyone who knows me knows I hate water. Not like a shower or bath water, I mean the sea or a swimming pool. So everyone was shocked when I decided to go into the sea.
The sea is much more inviting over here, with the crystal warm waters and the fact that I can stay standing quite far out means I don’t need arm-bands.
It didn't end well though. I got sea salt in my eyes, which stings by the way, and as a result didn’t see a massive wave which hit me from behind and sent me flying. The current took me under and carried me a fair way from the shore. It wasn't long before I stormed off out of the water.
Charlotte Edwards decided to organise a trip out for dinner at a place called Oistons.
We thought it was a restaurant but it was more market stalls, with bars and food huts. We picked a small shack and did well picking one under cover as the heavens opened. When it rains here, it pours.
We sat right near the main stage where the DJ seemed to be playing Mariah Carey’s greatest hits. As an oldie in the team, I had to help educate the new, younger girls. I don’t think there is much hope.
On the taxi ride home, the driver asked Charlotte where she is from. Lottie replied 'London', thinking the driver would know it. Well the driver responded by getting his British passport out and explaining that he's from Slough. Unbelievably he and Charlotte have mutual friends. It's a small world.
We were due to play a warm-up game, which was cancelled due to bad weather. That morning we woke up to the sound of thunder, rain and strong winds, so it wasn't a surprise the game was off.
We asked a local man about the weather and he explained that the hurricane season was coming to an end so you normally get bad weather.
As long as there are no hurricanes I can cope with a bit of rain.