Sometimes you get lucky and are in the right place at the right time. How else would I get a photo like this? Purely serendipitous when you happen to be carrying your camera and strolling down a local street when the owners of the local travel agency drop by for a advertising photo shoot. Who let them off the island anyway? Don’t they have guests arriving on the next plane? Needless to say the photo did require some post processing: the Fantasy sign was brightened up and the red wine stains on Roarke’s suit were cloned out. Perhaps the last guests were a mite exuberant on their arrival. Other than that the picture paints a thousand words or something like that. In case you’re wondering the rest of the story can be visited here.