The next day, I was awoken once again by the dropping of the anchor. Instead of feeling filled with irritation, I threw open the curtains immediately, greatly anticipating the new view. The sun shone through our balcony window as I laid eyes on St Barthélemy or St Barth for short. I noticed that this time we weren't docked on the pier but instead bobbed quite far out of the port, surrounded by superyachts. It was certainly very different from the first island we visited, Tortola.
A bright orange tender transported us towards the port. Turquoise waves lapped at the side of the tender. In the near distance, hills loomed, dressed with tropical trees and exotic villas. We passed yacht after yacht but none were as large as our cruise, although one was not too much smaller. Of course, our bright orange tender was the best looking boat in the port.
Our sexy tender. You can see the cruise-ship in the background
I had been to St Barts once before, only for a day, much like today. The shopping is fantastic. Of course, that's the first thing we did! We hadn't booked any excursions this time because we wanted more of a relaxing day. After a couple of hours browsing through the shops, we stopped for some lunch at the Eden Rock. Finally, after indulging in a delicious meal, we relaxed on the golden-sand beach and swam in the warm, blue waters of the ocean.
St Barts is a small, picturesque island with only a handful of beaches. Its coastline is mostly rocks and cliffs. In comparison with other islands I'd been to in the Caribbean, St Barts has many hills, the roads continuously bending and driving up or down. It's very different to other islands that I have visited. St Barts is a French island so the native language is French.
After a very laid-back day it was time to head back to our trusty cruise-ship. Tomorrow we stop off at Grenada, an island that I have never been to and one that sounds noticeably different to St Barts. We have a very exciting excursion planned!