A few cylinders, a slippery bridge, and the most beautiful beach I've set foot on
Saint John's Travel Blog› entry 5 of 6 › view all entries
March 21st, 2007 – by: seventy6daytripper
Almost immediately, we were surrounded by taxi drivers asking us if we wanted their services. We finally got a good deal...after much deliberation. We asked one driver, then went 10 feet farther and asked another, who gave us a cheaper deal.
Johnny with the Red Shoes (his name's long, but it really loses its luster if I shorten it) drove us all the way across the city to the east coast. A place called Devil's Bridge was our destination. We had heard that it was a sight to see, something really unique that only Mother Nature herself can create. Johnny with the Red Shoes recommended it too, so we knew it must be good.
'The devil doesn't want you walking across his bridge. You do and be ready to get very very wet.'
I got soaked. And I slipped and thought that was the end of me for about a half a second.
When I first saw the bay, I was overwhelmed by how white and how clear the sand and water were. It was like something you see in the caribbean cruise commercials. We got our beach towels laid out, scoped out the restaurants, huts and shops, then enjoyed one of the best days at the beach.
I say ever because I got to snorkel for the first time in my life. While the underwater life wasn't that impressive, snorkeling is awesome. I snorkeled and snorkeled and snorkeled. By the end of the day, my head was probably underwater more than above water. In fact, I had an attractive little circle around my face from the snorkeling mask. But it was worth it. We didn't have flippers, so it was a struggle to get over some of the larger coral. But we got out to an impressive 20 feet or so and saw some amazing sites. This is the first time I wish I had an underwater camera. There were some cool shots underwater.
Though, after all this snorkeling....I couldn't help but wonder about it a little bit.
Yeah yeah...quit being down to earth and sappy and what not. Whatever. I know the earth is over 70% water, but damn. Can't we as humans leave something alone?
After our beach excusrion (and my Wadadli beer, Antigua brewed......but sorry, not a big fan), Johnny with the Red Shoes came back and picked us up and took us back across the island to our ship. After a nice shower (haha, yeah right), I met back up with the gang and we headed to dinner. We went to The Coast for dinner because we saw that there was live music later that night. We decided to hang around after we ate. What a great decision that was. Caribbean music, rasta men everywhere, nobody caring what color you were or how you danced. My kind of scene. We danced the night away and got back to the ship around 1 or 2 in the morning.
We've been there and done that in Antigua. Done and done.
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