I recently took the trip of a lifetime (so far!) to the Caribbean and I honestly regret not traveling more before now. In my entire adult life, except for one girl’s weekend to Pleasure Island (now Citywalk) in Orlando damn near 20 years ago, I have never been on a vacation just for the sake of vacation.
I have traveled back to my hometown, I have traveled to my brother’s home in South Carolina, and I have gone to visit family in Texas. None of these trips count because the only thing I saw on all of them was my family’s homes, which is nice but hardly counts as vacation.
So for my first vacation I went all out! An 8-day cruise to the Caribbean and I made the most of it, or at least I tried to. I toured the island of St. Martin/St. Maarten, saw a demonstration of Batik and then toured a historical fort in St. Kitts, went horseback riding in Puerto Rico, and wrote messages in the pristine sands of Grand Turk.
And I tried to take as many pictures of it all as I could. I am by no means a great photographer and my camera is pretty cheap, but I do love taking pictures and plan to learn to take better ones in the future. For now, these will have to do.
First stop was St. Martin/St. Maarten, a 37 square mile island divided roughly 60/40 between the French and the Dutch. We arrived at the port of Philipsburg, the Dutch capital and I met up with the tour group and we headed out. Our tour guide was Dennis, and he was very entertaining as well as knowledgeable; he told us all about the history of the island.
I absolutely love butterflies so I picked the tour that went to The Butterfly Farm (Les Ferme des Papillons), of course. It was smaller than I expected and we didn’t get to stay very long, but our tour guide Molly really knew her stuff. I heard that a recent hurricane had wiped out some of the species of butterflies they usually have and I noticed that a sign I saw in pictures beforehand was not there anymore, but still a very nice stop.
Our tour guide Molly holding a Blue Morpho
This was one of the coolest creatures there, and it’s actually a moth not a butterfly. It’s an owl moth, named so because of those spots that look like the eyes of an owl – their way of tricking would-be predators.
I thought this mural on the wall by the gift shop was pretty cool.
Next we stopped in Marigot, the French capital. We had about an hour to walk around and explore. Just about the first thing I noticed was this juice stand on the corner.
So Rasta…I love it.
This was the message on the side.
Right around the corner from the rasta juice stand was this guy – Coconut Man. He was chopping coconuts so fast I was worried for his fingers!
Marigot is overlooked by Fort Louis, built in 1767 on the orders of the ill-fated King Louis XVI. From here you have an unblocked view of Marigot, Simpson Bay, and Anguilla. No one could sneak up on Marigot. It doesn’t look like much from this picture, but I’m told it’s incredible. Next time I visit I will make sure to take a tour of it.
Marina Fort-Louis is very popular with yachters as you can access it easily from the ocean and it offers 150 berths.
In front of Marina Fort Louis is this cannon, just kinda in the street there with traffic diverting around it. I don’t know anything about this cannon except that I found it an odd place for a cannon and so I took a picture of it.
I didn’t know anything about this statue until I got home and searched Google for info because the inscription on it is all in French, but apparently it is to commemorate the new status of St. Martin as a commune of Guadaloupe. It’s called Monument to a New Beginning, and was erected in 2007.
On Wednesdays and Saturdays clothing and souvenir vendors join the food vendors at the Marigot Market. This is a statue dedicated to the market women of Marigot.
Next to the statue is a plaque that reads:
“Many souls, thousands ten thousands have trodden
Through my open-air gallery.
Fish, fowl and beast are my treats.
Selling, purchasing, the exchange of coins is like music to my ears.
I am the market in splendid beauty, color and sound.
I am the market”
There were these lovely mosaics on the walls of the marketplace.
I only recognize the flags of Germany, Italy, and the Netherlands here. I’m not sure what the other two are.
So that was my trip to St. Martin/St. Maarten. I really enjoyed it and I already can’t wait to go back. But I know I missed so much of it! Have you ever been? What was your favorite thing about it? What should I make sure to see/do next time?