The first stop on my trip was Desroches Island. It was, in many ways, my favorite stop. There was the plentitude of water sports (snorkeling with sharks! I caught my first fish! hydrobike?!), the four-bedroom villa of which there weren’t enough nights to test each bed, and—the real kicker—the willingness of the staff to go running with me at 6 AM. Now that’s dedication to your guests. And damn, we don’t have that kind of humidity in New York, so I must say that they kind of kicked my ass too.