A young couple had gone to Harbour Island in the Bahamas for a vacation. They had been pretty excited about this trip because it was their first trip after their marriage. As soon as they had gotten off the plane, they wore stupid and spirited smiles that existed because of their brand new love and their smiles couldn't be wiped away, just like the stones on the shore of a beach; because at the beach, all is wiped away by the waves except the stones or rocks. All the names carved with the help of thin branches, all the footsteps which act as witnesses of our journey, everything is wiped away. When they arrived at the hotel, they were welcomed by garlands, carefully decorated with exotic flowers. By doing this formality, I believe, maybe the hotel achieved their objective of signifying their culture. They were further shown their room and were comforted by the staff's assistance. Their room had been the perfect shore - facing room. The Harbour Island in the Bahama...