We headed over to the other side of the island today, in search of even more beautiful beaches. We were not disappointed.
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.
Various travel books, blogs, and people have asserted that Grande Anse des Salines, on the southeast tip of Martinique, is the most beautiful beach on the island. They were right — it’s truly fantastic, and probably one of the most alluring beaches that I’ve seen. The water is green and blue, it’s shielded from the bigger waves, and from the wind. There’s ample shade. And there’s plenty of places to get something to eat or drink (expensive though).
The beach does have one problem — it’s popular among both locals and tourists. This means it’s not as quiet as some of the other places where we’ve spent our time. The crowds aren’t as bad as I make them out to be, but since I like my peace and quiet, it was a bit much. Most people would not be bothered at all. We decided to head over a few hundred metres north to check out Petite Anse des Salines.
This beach is not only much smaller, it had barely any people there today. There was a reason for this — it’s unofficially a places for nudists to enjoy themselves. We didn’t plan to undress ourselves — we just wanted to avoid the screaming children. We got there an hour or so before noon, expecting at least a few dozen people — surprisingly, there were only five or six. The problem was that five of them were male, and at least two of them had other things in mind, other than sunbathing or swimming. There was a couple lying on their towels, trying to mind their own business, but having a hard time about it. Two of the mentioned gentlemen were practically circling the woman — like vultures — strutting and stroking their semi-erect penises whenever she looked up. Since we were at least ten years younger than the aforementioned female, we chose to go back to Grande Anse des Salines, instead of being subject to that kind of behaviour…
And we had a great time — no regrets. If you’re ever on Martinique, make sure to visit this place.