Sitting in St. Maarten as I write this, there’s one thought that keeps going through my mind (there aren’t a lot of things going around in my head so there’s a lot of room for this one thought to roam around) – I really miss Anguilla. Don’t get me wrong – I’m sure I’ll fall in love with St. Maarten and its French cousin St. Martin over the coming week but right now, I miss their slightly smaller neighbor to the north.
My wallet won’t miss it. Anguilla is not cheap but after a few days there, you quickly forget about the money taking flight from your pockets at every conceivable opportunity and realize this is the price for paradise. And it’s money well spent. I’m already trying to figure out how to save money for my return trip.
I’ll write plenty of articles about Anguilla in the future but for now, I’ll close with this – the fact that I’m sitting on the beautiful island of St. Maarten and still can’t get Anguilla out of my mind says more than I ever could through any of my bordering-on-an-affront-to-bloggers-everywhere ramblings.
