Okay, this is a rambler; lots of photos to scroll through. I apologize in advance, but I can’t not share some images from our recent trip to St-Martin/St.Maarten. It has been a looooong time since the Texan and I have gone on a grown-up vacation (the last being our honeymoon in Belize, seven years ago–OY!), and this one was definitely worth the wait. Gotta give a loud shout-out to our friends, Laura and Dan (of oliveandlove.com fame) for letting us tag along!
The amazing view from our unit.
For those of you who don’t know, this pretty little Caribbean island has the interesting distinction of being one of the smallest sea islands divided between two separate countries. So a little over half the island is French (Saint-Martin) and just under half is Dutch (Sint Maarten). Makes for a charmingly diverse vacation spot. With lots of views like these:
Panoramic view from the rooftop of one of our favorite spots on the French side in Orient Bay, the Sun Beach Clubber.
A relaxing lunch and cocktails inside the Sun Beach Clubber, St. Martin.
Swimming in the amazingly green water of Orient Bay.
View from the beach of Simpson Bay, St. Maarten.
The Texan and I getting our float on in Simpson Bay.
Great Bay, Philipsburg, St. Maarten.
More Great Bay gorgeousness.
Simpson Bay sunset group selfie! What is my face even doing?
Sunset over the pool and beach of our resort.
I mean…the views everywhere were ridiculous.
Another of my very favorite things about the Caribbean is the architecture. I obsess over it. And took 900 photos of it (of which I shall spare you the lion’s share).
The Dutch capital of Philipsburg was so full of charm:
I kind of want this shed in my backyard.
A lovely little alleyway in Philipsburg.
The Guavaberry Emporium was a must-stop to sample their famous liquors and rums (and it is a darn darling little Caribbean building).
There’s OliveandLove.com smiling with her guavaberry cocktail despite the fact that I had just been mercilessly dragging everybody through the streets of Philipsburg in manic pursuit of this place.
The French capital of Marigot was full of adorable buildings, too:
We happened to be on the French side of the island just in time for la Fête Nationale, so there was lots of festiveness everywhere!
Just FYI…when I buy a house in the Caribbean, I’m painting it hot pink and neon yellow. Fact.
We love us some beach bars, and St.Martin/St.Maarten did not disappoint:
Incidentally, this is one of my favorite photos from the trip…this little hidden bar down a little side alley in Philipsburg. And just on the other side of that bar? The beach.
Speaking of awesome beach bars…this one kind of takes the cake:
The Sunset Bar & Grill is a great bar, perched on a pretty little beach.
Which also happens to sit right next to the airstrip of the Princess Juliana International Airport.
So…ya know…this happens.
You can stand, literally, right beneath the planes as they are landing.
And, literally, piss your pants.
The bar posts the flight times, of course, because it’s a big attraction on the island…I highly recommend experiencing a 747 coming in (pictured above). I also highly recommend a pina colada before, during, and after.
Though we mainly spent our time at the beach, our adventuring did take us briefly inland to visit La Ferme Des Papillons (the Butterfly Farm, read all about that here) and then on to spend a day at lovely Loterie Farm.
A jungle oasis, complete with natural spring pools and private cabanas. Oh, and French pool boys serving you cocktails.
These pools were to die for; connected by meandering streams and waterfalls all tucked away amongst the jungle. And your cocktails are brought to you, did I mention that?
Beyond the pools, there is jungle zip-lining (that’s a nope for me) and hiking through the lush forest. And then there’s the amazing restaurant and bars on the property. It was a whole lot of awesome for one place.
Some other highlights from the trip:
Climbing to the top of Fort Louis for the panoramic views of the French side of the island. That’s the Texan actually doing a panoramic on his phone.
You know I had to find some chickens.
Awkward vacation selfies.
Little moments of island perfection.
Oh, hayyy lizard.
Holding an Atlas Moth like I do it every day.
This is really how I spent most of my vacation.
Can we go back yet? I’m ready to go back now.