Day Trip to Anguilla, Part 2
No, folks, this is not where I'm staying. It's one of the villas I inspected at Cap Juluca two days ago. See that island in the distance? That's St. Martin, my base of operations here in the Caribbean.
by Wendy Perrin
As I started telling you yesterday, my day trip to the British territory of Anguilla somehow turned into a whirlwind tour of the island's best beach resorts. After checking out Malliouhana, we headed to Cap Juluca.
That's Cap Juluca's white-sand beach. Could you live there or what?
One thing I love about Cap Juluca's beach: Like all Anguilla beaches, it's open to the public yet feels private because there's barely anyone there. Another thing I love: All water-sports activities are included in the hotel rate.
Now, as I also started telling you yesterday, trying to keep 5- and 6-year-old boys under control inside elegant five-star hotel rooms--especially when a beach with boats beckons in the distance--is not something I would wish on anyone ... especially when a rough ferry crossing that morning had already made one of the kids sick. Just in case anyone is starting to think my life is far more glamorous than it actually is, this was the scene when we'd landed at the pier that morning: