But before you do anything drastic—the Bermuda Triangle Cougar Cruise, for instance—we'd like to suggest something...different.
Just remember to pack your riding pants.
Welcome to the Barbados Polo Club, a colonial sporting holdout dropped in the middle of a Caribbean paradise, taking amateur riders now.
In other words, it's a genuine horse-riding, mallet-swinging, rum-drinking polo club that just happens to welcome people without a manor and stable of their own. (We know: heathens.)
So when you find yourself in Barbados—and needing a break from the crushing grind of surf lessons and massages—acquaint yourself with a grizzled local pro named Jeff Evelyn, vice captain of the club and general gentleman-of-sport, to commission a few days of firsthand instruction.
He runs a polo beginner's course out of his massive backyard, complete with a stable full of horses on loan from a perpetually vacationing nobleman. (Paradise can be very exhausting.) You'll learn the basics—eyes on the ball, feet on the horse, that sort of thing—and then head to a former canefield called Holders Hill for an impromptu four-on-four mini-match. And if you need even stiffer competition, some of the best players in the world will be dropping by the island for the Barbados Polo Open in March.
We predict a Cinderella story...