Thursday, March 6, 2014

SUNSCREEN SUCCESS

You may recall that in an earlier post about sunscreens I mentioned my hope that I would be able to find some of the products that are NOT available in the U.S.  Well....  He shoots.  He scorrrressss.

While strolling along the beach in Sint Maarten, Joni said, "Look... A pharmacy.  They might have the sunscreens you are looking for."

Sure enough, we walked inside and found a huge section of sun protection products; including the very brands that I had researched.  I spent just over $70, but was happy to do so.


After only a little usage, I can report GREAT results.  Very effective and long lasting... and obviously my testing happened under several days of intense Caribbean sunshine.  These products were not greasy.  They didn't contain nasty perfumes.  I will be ordering more of these products from online sources this coming summer.

ST. KITTS

For us, St. Kitts was a beach.  Let me explain…


When we woke up on Tuesday, I went out to get my first cup of coffee and take a look at our Port for the Day, Basseterre, St. Kitts.  I have said before that most Caribbean Islands are basically the same.  St. Kitts might be at the extreme end of that sameness.  At first glance from the ship’s rail, St. Kitts does not look like an Island paradise, lush and green.  No.  In fact, it appears quite the opposite.  Brown and barren. 

ST. KITTS


During my online research I had learned that St. Kitts was a very small Island, only 68 sq. mi.  For my geometrically challenged friends, think of it this way: St. Kitts is approximately 5 miles wide x 13 miles long.  Its sister Island, Nevis, which sits only 2 miles away is only 36 sq. miles.  Most cruise ships pass by these tiny Islands, but that is changing.  Tourism has replaced sugar as the dominate source of income.


We didn’t have a “plan” for the day.  So… we decided to get a bite of breakfast from the Windjammer Buffet – I enjoyed the Granola Bar (a bowl of granola topped with dried figs, dates, and apricots), along with peanut butter and cream cheese on whole grain toast – and then go see if we could find a beach.
Once off the ship we were greeted by the usual hoard of taxi / tour vendors.  We asked a few about rates and beaches.  I wanted to see if they were all recommending the same beach.   

“Recommended” beaches are not necessarily “good” beaches.  It usually just means that the drivers are getting kick-backs from the cafés or restaurants for bringing in the tourists.  It usually means that the beach will be crowded.  It usually means that you will be frequently approached by vendors wanting to sell / rent you everything from necklaces to massages to jet skis to time-share presentations.  It means that you will have to keep aware of stray Frisbees and out of bounds volleyballs.  So… if you are wanting a quiet beach without a bunch of hassle and noise… you might want to stay away from “recommended” beaches.

After our casual survey of recommendations, we decided to go to head out to South Friars Bay, which is on the west side / Caribbean Sea side of the Island, which is more desirable because of the typically calmer surf.  This was closer and less expensive than the “highly recommended” Cockleshell Beach that is at the southernmost tip of St. Kitts. 

The taxi ride took about 15-20 minutes to get us to Carambola Beach Club.  This beachfront resort was “very” nice.  As we walked in we were told that all the umbrellas and chairs were being used.  It took me all of about 2 seconds to realize that we were NOT going to get stuck here.  I looked at Joni with a bit of frustration and said, “Let’s go.”

We stepped back out to the circular drive where we had been dropped off to discover that our taxi was gone; back to pick up more tourists that he could bring to this “recommended” beach resort that was “full”.  I approached another taxi that was unloading more unsuspecting tourists.

“They have no more beach chairs and umbrellas.  The place is packed!”, I announced.  We need to go somewhere else.

Some walked past me; a few understood and looked at the driver.

“Where else can you take us?”, I queried.

“There’s a great place just down the road.  Hop in.  I’ll take you; no charge.”

“Sounds wonderful.  Thank you.”

Within just a few minutes she delivered us to Shipwreck Beach, which is on the southern side of South Friars Bay.  It was PERFECT. 






Shipwreck Beach is a secluded quiet stretch of black and white sand with a nice little beachfront bar / café where you can get drinks or a bite to eat.  It is a bit more primitive than what some would care for, but it has all the essentials necessary for a relaxing day at the beach.  For Joni and me, it was ideal.  Instead of bright yellow canvas “Carib” umbrellas more commonly seen along the beaches, Shipwreck Beach had rustic straw covered shelters just big enough for two.  We picked one at the far south end and got to work “doing nothing”.   Shipwreck Beach even features wild green vervet monkeys, which they claim are more in number on St. Kitts than the 35,000 residents.



CRYSTAL CLEAR WATER

A HARD DAY'S WORK

GREEN VERVET MONKEY

BOUGAINVILLEA - ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS
After a few hours of hard and strenuous work of holding down a lounge chair on the beach… we found a taxi which was waiting by the Shipwreck Bar and Grill.  After a brief stop to take a few scenic pics of a spot where the Atlantic Ocean is separated from the Caribbean Sea by only a 1/2 mile ribbon of land, we soon were back in Basseterre, and then back aboard the Jewel. 

ATLANTIC OCEAN ON LEFT / CARIBBEAN SEA ON RIGHT

GOOD-BYE TO ST. KITTS

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

SINT MAARTEN

This morning, we woke up with the Jewel tied up in Philipsburg, Sint Maarten.  I left Joni in bed and went out to get a cup of coffee.  When I returned with Joni’s 140 degree cappuccino, she asked, “What’s the weather?”   Again, my response, “Somewhere between beautiful and perfect.”  I am sensing a pattern.



St. Maarten is “code” for shopping.   Break-the-bank jewelry shopping if you are so inclined.  I have heard the report that 80% of the world’s supply of retail diamond jewelry is sold in the Caribbean Islands.  But… it can be thoroughly enjoyed without putting a second mortgage on your house.   Really… it can.  You can spend a little.  You can spend a lot.  Or… you can spend a couple of bucks on a water taxi and enjoy a gorgeous day at a free public beach.

A WATER TAXI - YOUR BEST RIDE INTO PHILIPSBURG, ST. MAARTIN
To get to the city, Philipsburg, once you walk a short distance to the end of the pier, hang a left, walk less than 100 yds., and find the entrance for the Water Taxi.  For $7 per person, you can ride back and forth all day.  Be sure to have them drop you at the Center of Town… not the Marina.  If they stop at the Marina first, you can simply stay on, and they will take you to the Center of Town pier.  It's not that big of a deal if they drop you at the Marina, it just means that you have to walk along a wonderful beach to get to the hub of activity.  Bummer, right?  Just plain awful, I’d say.  However, from the Center of Town Pier you will have instant access to fabulous shopping, or a fantastic public beach.  There is no reason why you couldn’t do it all.  Also, there are several beachfront cafés and restaurants where you can find great local food.







Although we didn’t go to Maho Beach on this trip, we have been there before and would recommend it.  It is the famous beach that sits right on the end of Princess Juliana International Airport.  Huge Boeing 747 jets land directly overhead.  It is quite an amazing thing to see.  As I recall it might take $10 or $15 dollars for the taxi ride out there but it is fun.  Here are a few pics of Maho Beach that I took on a previous cruise.






SHAPES

Shapes are everywhere…  

Maybe it is my Geometry DNA that causes this to happen, but I notice shapes everywhere.   On this particular cruise, my GEOM-DNA radar is getting pinged constantly.  I am suddenly thinking that maybe this is one of the appeals of cruising for me.  A cruise ship is not a 3 bedroom ranch.  It is not a cozy bungalow.  It is up and down.  It is curving.  Its contours are flowing all around me.  Its specialized architecture has been built around a large hotel… scratch that… a small city that is designed to move its residents across the tides… across the rhythm of the seas.  You don’t just stop down at your local Home Depot and pick up the wood, and tile, and fabric, and glass, and stainless steel, and brass with which to build a city such as the Jewel of the Seas.