Antigua is beautiful. Antigua is too beautiful. Sometimes the beauty of it seems unreal. Sometimes the beauty of it
seems as if it were stage sets for a play. (WAVES LAP GENTLY)
But no real sunset could look like that. No real seawater could strike
that many shades of blue at once. No real sky could be that shade of blue, another shade of blue, completely different from the shades
of blue seen in the sea. And no real cloud could be that white… ..and float just that way in the blue sky. No real day could be
that sort of sunny and bright, making everything seem
transparent and shallow. And no real night
could be that sort of black, making everything seem thick and deep and bottomless.