In the summertime I usually
wind up taking another trip to the American Southwest to visit my family
in El Paso, and hopefully see and photograph some more of that wonderful
part of the world. This year turned out a little differently because of
everyone's schedules – we just couldn't seem to arrange a time that was
convenient for everyone to get together. So I thought that maybe I would do something by
myself this year and strike out on my own, and visit someplace I had never
been before – a place far removed from the desert southwest, indeed pretty
well far removed from everything. I knew that the summertime is the
so-called off season in the Caribbean, and rates for travel and
accommodations are normally reduced anyway, but in light of the recession,
rates were reduced even further, to the point where I was able to afford
it. So I booked myself a trip to the US Virgin Islands of St. Thomas and
St. John.
There are obviously many
places to visit in the Caribbean, but my choice was based on several
factors. First, I don't currently hold a passport, so US territories were
a must. That narrowed my choices down to either Puerto Rico or the US
Virgin Islands. Second, I don't currently hold a driver's license – my
choice, for economy and the planet – so small size and the ease of
transportation was a major factor. Puerto Rico is a fairly large island,
and would be difficult to get around without a car. Third, I am a huge fan
of the US National Park system, and the island of St. John is almost
entirely consumed by the Virgin Islands National Park. Not only that, but
it has some of the most beautiful beaches in the world.
With St. John as a
designated primary location of interest for my trip, I decided to stay on
the East End of the island of St. Thomas, which is home to the little
harbor town of Red Hook, and the place where you catch the ferry across the
Pillsbury Sound that lies between St. Thomas and St. John. There are many
resorts on the East End of St. Thomas, but there are none of the economy
motels that dot the U.S. mainland landscape, so you have to decide what
level of luxury and amenities you require when deciding where to stay. I
settled on a place called Point Pleasant Resort which is about a mile west
of Red Hook, solidly rated three stars – either five stars from those who
could accept what they offer in amenities, or one star from those who were
expecting to be waited on hand and foot. You can read a lot between the
lines of the reviews posted online for the various vacation resorts, and
Point Pleasant sounded like my kind of place. I booked what Point Pleasant
calls a junior suite, which turned out to be a fully equipped one bedroom
apartment in one of their many buildings that dot a 235 foot high hillside
adjacent to Water Bay and the Leeward Passage between St. Thomas and
Thatch Cay.
As it turned out, my
so-called junior suite was bigger and much nicer than the one bedroom
apartment I live in here in Baltimore. The large bedroom was equipped with
a king-size bed, big closet, chest of drawers, two nightstands, a kick-ass
air conditioner, and a widescreen television; the bathroom was bigger than
my own; the kitchen was fully equipped with a full-size electric range,
microwave, toaster, coffee maker, blender, and all the plates, bowls, and
utensils anyone could expect; there was a dining area with a table and
four chairs; a living room with a couch, chairs, coffee table, another
widescreen television and DVD player, stereo; and a large patio with a
killer view of Water Bay, Coki Point, and Thatch Cay. My six night stay in
this hovel plus the round trip airfare came to the astonishing price of
$975, and on top of that I got a $50 restaurant coupon, and five $10
attraction coupons.
Now it must be said that
Point Pleasant Resort is definitely not for everyone. It is not an
all-inclusive resort, it is not the sort of place where you can call room
service to have them bring you a meal and a bottle of wine, since there is
no room service; it is not where you expect to be waited on and pampered
24 hours a day. It is what it is, which is a very good bargain for a
very nice place to stay in paradise. It also will involve using your leg
muscles, since getting from point A to point B anywhere on the resort
involves either going up or down steep grades. There are the roads which
connect the various units to one another, and there are rustic trails. But
if you think of it as a 23 story building with no elevator, the ground
level being the water's edge and the lobby on the 12th floor, you'll get
an idea of what it's like. This is not a complaint – it's just the way it
is, and it really is a pleasant place.
By the way, you might be
wondering why, since I seemed to be most interested in St. John, I didn't
just stay there instead. There is no airport on St. John for one thing –
you have to fly into St. Thomas Cyril King Airport (STT) and take a ferry
to St. John. Also, while there are places to stay on St. John, there
doesn't seem to be any middle ground in terms of pricing. There are
high-end resorts, like the Caneel Bay Resort where the rich and famous
hang out in innumerable beachfront rooms, without telephones, television,
internet connections – oh, my! – but lush, manicured grounds, a monopoly
on some of the best beaches on the northwest coast of St. John, tennis
courts and world class dining. I'm sorry, but I have a problem with Caneel
Bay Resort, seeing as how they are completely within the boundaries of the
U.S. Virgin Islands National Park, being such an exclusive enclave for the
well to do.
There are other high-end
resorts on St. John which are not within the national park, as well as
various bed and breakfast, time-shares, and so on. There are also more
economical choices for the more adventurous, some of which I considered,
briefly. For instance, there is the campground at Cinnamon Bay which seems
to be very popular, that offers a variety of camping options ranging from
the primitive camp site to something with two walls and a ceiling, and
community showers. There are also the Eco-Tents which are a similar
accommodation. But I've never been a camper, so I didn't consider those
choices for long before determining that my best course would be to stay
on St. Thomas and take the ferry over to St. John as many times as I
wanted for five dollars each trip.
I thought before I went
that perhaps walking between Point Pleasant Resort and Red Hook on St.
Thomas might be possible given the fact that they are only a little more
than a mile away from one another. This turns out to be highly
inadvisable, although I did see a very few people attempting it. The
terrain, and thus the roads, on St. Thomas and St. John, are very narrow,
winding, and steep – and there are no sidewalks. You are literally taking
your life in your own hands if you try and walk along the roads, and the
only option if you were approached too closely by an oncoming vehicle
would be to throw yourself against the embankment and cower in fear.
Drivers in the Virgin Islands tend to go fast and furious as well. I took
the ever present taxis, which are an entire local industry designed
specifically for the tourists that account for 90% of the islands economy,
and they are efficient, fairly priced, professional, and friendly. The
taxi dispatchers are present at every big drop off location from the
airport to the resorts, ferry terminals, and beaches, and they will
instinctively recognize your need for a taxi and ask where you are going.
Rates are not metered, but determined by a point-A to point-B sort of
schedule which is reasonably determined. Ask in advance if you don't
already know the rate from where you are to where you're going, or
download a rate schedule from the internet in advance of your trip, or get
one from your hotel. The taxis also frequently accommodate quite a few
passengers, as most of them are multiple passenger vans, and the fact that
you are traveling with several other people does not entitle you to a
discount.
If you have never flown in
to Cyril King Airport in St. Thomas then I highly recommend selecting a
window seat on the starboard (right) side of the aircraft. You will
approach St. Thomas from the west, and you can see the island of Puerto
Rico to your right as you make your way across the Caribbean Sea. Then you
begin descending on your approach to St. Thomas, and the ocean gets closer
and closer – and closer. Just when you think your aircraft is about to
ditch in the ocean, the end of the runway appears, and you touch down.
It's almost like what I imagine landing on an aircraft carrier would be
like, since the runway juts out into the sea, and although you don't have
the arresting cables like an aircraft carrier to slow you down, it is a
short runway for a Boeing 757 to land or take off from. It's an exciting
way to land in paradise!
Just to the east of Cyril
King Airport is the capital of the U.S. Virgin Islands, the city of
Charlotte Amalie, with its deep water port that hosts innumerable cruise
ships of behemoth dimensions on a regularly changing schedule. Duty free
shops abound, with jewelry and liquor being the most popular items to be
taken away. There is no sales tax in the Virgin Islands. I spent no time
whatsoever in Charlotte Amalie on my trip, and in fact spent no money
whatsoever on merchandise of any kind – I didn't even buy a t-shirt. All
the money I spent was on food and transportation.
There are plenty of great
places to eat both on St. Thomas and St. John, and if you are staying in a
place such as Point Pleasant Resort which provides you with your own
kitchen, then you can save some extra money by doing some of your own food
preparation. My first evening I dined at Fungi's – the waterside
restaurant at Point Pleasant – where I had a few beers and a delicious
plate of Caribbean stewed chicken and some side dishes. Then I took a
bucket of six beers on ice back to my suite. My total for the evening came
to less than $50. I had a great breakfast on my first full day on the
islands at the Burrito Bay Cafe in Red Hook. A veggie omelet and a coffee
set me back about $15. A simple grilled chicken breast sandwich from the
beach concession at Trunk Bay on St. John was $8, but was well prepared
and tasty. The best meal of my entire trip, however, was obtained from a
little take-out place in Red Hook called Texas Pit BBQ, where I got a ribs
and brisket combo with rice and coleslaw for $16. I lived in central Texas
for 23 years, so I'm not exactly uninformed on what Texas style BBQ is all
about, but I have to tell you, in all honesty, that the BBQ from this
little take-out shack in Red Hook was absolutely the best Texas-style BBQ I
have ever had in my life. Flavorful, tender, nice crust and spicy hot
sauce – I couldn't even finish all the meat, much as I wanted to. I wanted
to go and get some more another night, but they're closed on Sunday.
So instead, that Sunday, I
went into the Marina Market – the expensive little grocery store in
Red Hook – and got a two-inch-thick Angus NY strip steak and assorted other
groceries, and fixed dinner in my suite at Point Pleasant. The steak was
so huge I made a two-night affair out of it, and it was awesome. Other
meals of note included the pig roast and a repeat of the stewed chicken at
Fungi's, and a nice lunch at the Waterfront Bistro on St. John on my last
full day where I had the fried calamari appetizer, and Caribbean mahi-mahi
fish tacos for my main course, both of which I highly recommend. With two
beers and tip my lunch at the Waterfront Bistro came to only $33, and I
was seated at a prime waterfront table and treated with friendly
attention. Their dinner prices are much, much higher. Budget as you wish
for food, because you can spend as much as you want. If you stay in a
place where you have a kitchen, as I did, you can eat like a king and save
by doing some of it yourself, and eating out the rest of the time. If you
stay at one of the all-inclusive resorts, you're going to wind up paying
more for food than you can probably eat, and you'll be locked into their
menus. I think I did it right.
By the way, there is
something called island time when you're visiting the Caribbean. It
doesn't have to do with the time zone, which is the same as Eastern
Daylight Time in the summer, and an hour earlier the rest of the year.
They don't observe daylight time – it makes no sense since the days are
pretty much the same all year long down there. Island time refers to the
more leisurely pace at which literally everything happens, aside from
airline and ferry schedules, which seem to be on time. If you go to the
Caribbean, plan to relax, and please don't get into a bad attitude when
things aren't happening as fast as you think they ought to be,
particularly in restaurants and bars. Service is slow, so go with that
expectation. Your food is going to take a while. Quite a while. Go
directly to the bar and get a drink before being seated at a restaurant,
and then when you're seated, order another drink immediately, regardless
of the status of your current drink. Be prepared to wait. This is just the
way it is, so get over it before you arrive. There is nothing more
annoying than being seated next to a party who does not realize this one
simple fact, and to have to listen to them complain about the slow service
for the entire three hours or so it will take you to be served dinner. Be
sure to order another drink when you request the check, and if you drink
it leisurely enough, you just might make it last long enough to sign the
bill. This is island time!
Now, on to the
photographs...