My Tour of Antigua
It’s been a long time since I wrote a blog post. As of late I’ve been suffering from WordPress nostalgia, so I have returned to my old haunt. Last month, I visited the tropical island paradise that is Antigua. It proved to be a relaxing break for the most part.
There is something cathartic about a sunset.
I assumed clouds would diminish the spectacle. I was mistaken.
These super yachts aren’t mine unfortunately. The black one belongs to a Russian oligarch. It will be moored here until sanctions are lifted. The crew have been living on it since February’s invasion.
I very much doubt the Russian oligarch is familiar with this establishment.
Dinner time. It had been a while since I had sushi.
This is the cathedral in the capital St. John’s. It could do with some serious renovation. Note the vegetation growing out of the tower on the right.
English Harbour’s Dockyard Museum proved to be a hive of interesting exhibits and information. Admiral Nelson spent time here. In the harbour, not the museum.
The Atlantic side of the island is much more rugged than the tranquil Caribbean coast. It’s where I would want to be if I was based here.
Not all of Antigua is scenic.
It’s not a holiday without a visit to a cemetery.
If you followed this blog back when I was posting weekly, you’ll know I love to gloat. Here is a picture of me holding the giant wahoo I somehow managed to reel in. Relentlessly circling a shoal for eight hours straight under a searing sun was not without its challenges. But this leviathan made it all worthwhile.
