About two weeks after I returned from India, I went to Anguilla with my bf for his friends' wedding. Without any direct flights from NYC to Anguilla, we flew into St. Maarten and then took a boat to our destination, aka paradise.
We stayed at the CuisinArt Resort & Spa. When I first heard the resort's name, I thought, Why would Cuisinart create a resort? Is the place pimped out with its eponymous kitchen appliances? But I was wrong. The resort has no affiliation with the Cuisinart with the lowercase 'a.'
The first night we went to the Dune Preserve, a beach bar by our resort, to listen to Bankie Banks, a famous raggae artist.
We went to sleep and woke up in the morning to the sound of gentle waves rolling to and from the shore.
The view from our room.
The mountains on St. Maarten.
The whitewashed walls of the resort along the warm, clear waters of Rendezvous Bay.
Elvis Beach Bar in Sandy Ground.
On one of the days we drove through unpaved rocky roads to get to Junk's Hole Bay. With the exception of a couple of other people on the beach, our group had ocean to ourselves.
After we drove to Captain's Cove, an isolated beach only reachable by driving through rocky terrain.
The whitewashed walls of the resort along the warm, clear waters of Rendezvous Bay.
Elvis Beach Bar in Sandy Ground.
On one of the days we drove through unpaved rocky roads to get to Junk's Hole Bay. With the exception of a couple of other people on the beach, our group had ocean to ourselves.
After we drove to Captain's Cove, an isolated beach only reachable by driving through rocky terrain.
During the night of the rehearsal dinner, we lit wishing lanterns and released them into the sky. I hate littering and polluting the earth, but the sky looked magical with the bright lantern lights ascending, getting smaller and smaller as they disappeared into the darkness.
The calm waters of Crocus Bay set the backdrop for the wedding ceremony.
This is the most beautiful destination wedding I've ever (and only) been to.
We drank and danced the night away at Da Vida Restaurant, which is next to the ceremony site. The after party was at the bride and groom's villa, where we ate finger licking ribs and chicken wings from a food truck.
View of St. Maarten as we rode on the boat to head back to NYC.
View of St. Maarten as we rode on the boat to head back to NYC.
Whenever I travel to a country, I typically don't want to go back because I want to experience new places. But in Anguilla the locals are so friendly, the road food is a party in my mouth, and the turquoise ocean is warm and relaxing, that I wouldn't mind going again.
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