There’s something about basking in the sun this time of year. As if us New Englanders believe it will help us endure the next nor’easter. Searching for my vitamin D fix I returned to St. Barts over the holiday. Check my travel page for my Le Guanahani post. Spa lovers and health conscious folks will enjoy that resort.
No trip is complete without seeing astrologer Hubert Delamotte. He and his wife built Hostellerie des Trois Forces in Vitet. He’s a master chef with a loyal following. A New Hampshire client flies him in every year to cook. These days Hubert’ leads you not to a kitchen but a small back room. There explaining, in his thick French accent, what the planets have in store for you. Sit and enjoy because your parting gift for 100 euros is a CD recording of the session- for mystical record keeping.
All the beaches are gorgeous. I do love Anse de Grande Saline. Named after the salt ponds that once were a big source of income for the island. I’m also a fan of a going to Flamands beach and enjoying a leisurely lunch at the Cheval Blanc- Isle de France. Sip your rosè and stroll into the hotel shop. The women working there could not be nicer. I always find a unique piece. This time a few lace cover-up’s caught my eye.
Shopping on island is quite good. As is nightlife. You can hit clubs or board a private party on a mega yacht in Gustavia Harbor. It’s all up for the taking. If you want an experience check out Le Ti. It’s irresistible and charming. The way half naked dancers wearing masks and fishnet always are. Seriously- the ladies have talent and everyone lets loose. Isn’t vacation made for dancing on tables? Plus, how else can we burn off that marshmallow bear dessert!
Speaking of food- the restaurants are spectacular. So many to try. Eden Rock was my NYE spot. Anytime do try Georges Vongerichten’s menu on the beach at Sand Bar or overlooking St. Jean bay at On the Rocks above.
The magic of midnight there still lingers as does the urge to return to beautiful St. Bart’s.