Since we got in early today, and I spent the last two hours reading up on Tim Cook’s letter and news regarding the subject, today’s update will be brief…
We spent the morning on Anse-d’Arlets — a beautiful beach to the west of Trois Ilets. Having visited most of the beaches in this area, our favourite remains Anse-a-l’Ane.
Table of Contents
- Day One — Our Airbnb Host Was Nowhere to Be Found.
- Day Two — Like a Bloody Fire Engine!
- Day Three — Things You Need to Know About Renting Cars and Dining.
- Day Four — I Know Where the Rum’s Gone!
- Day Five — The Diamond Rock / Rocher Du Diamant.
- Day Six — A Beautiful Sunset.
- Day Seven — Beaches and Nudists.
- Day Eight — How to Avoid Crowded Beachs on the Weekends.
- Day Nine — The Volcano and Jardin de Balatan.
- Day Ten — Banana Museum.
- Day Eleven — Sunsets.
- Day Twelve — the One With Me Being Lazy.
- Day Thirteen — Les Trois Ilets, Pointe Du Bout, and the Museums.
- Day Fourteen — Anse Michel, Anse Trabuad, and Driving Down a Road Narrower Than Our Car.
- Day Fifteen — Astrophotography of the Night Sky with a Fuji X100T.
- Day Sixteen — Trying Some More Astrophotography with the Fuji X100T.
- Day Seventeen — Restaurant Pignon Nouvelle Vague in Les Trois Ilets.
- Day Eighteen & Nineteen — Probably the Best Vacation in My Life.
We travelled south from there, and headed for Le Diamante. There are a few vista points along the way — I strongly recommend stopping to just look at the wonderful views. The roads themselves are fantastic fun to drive — narrow, lots of tight, blind turns… Amazing entertainment if you’re an enthusiast driver.
The Diamond Rock — Rocher du Diamant — is breathtaking to see for the first time. It also has an important history for Martinique.
Make sure to also visit the slave memorial above Anse Caffard a few kilometres down the road towards the city of Le Diamante.
We finished off the day with a few more hours on the beach. The one in Le Diamante had huge waves today, which was in stark contrast to the calm waters of the beaches on the western shore, but they were a lot of fun to jump around in.
Oh, we also stopped for lunch. We had a marlin tartare with homemade french fries, a delicious sauce, and a melon and pineapple salad. It was out of this world.
Just before getting in the car for the ride home, we visited a local farmers market, and bought some fresh bananas, melons, and various other fruits. The stuff you get in Europe is terrible in comparison. I might not enjoy tropical fruits back home ever again…