Today, I wrap up my Caribbean recap with the day we spent in the British Virgin Islands, on a day when the BVIs are in the news for a different reason. I would have never guessed during my time on sleepy Virgin Gorda, that the whole set of islands was just a front for a tax evasion scheme for billionaires, despots, and other generally sketchy people. I liked the island because it didn’t seem busy at all, in fact. Most of the island is set aside for natural preservation. But apparently, those forests and mountains hide a lot of money for a host of very wealthy people.
On our day in the BVIs, we didn’t think about places where we could stash our cash. We tendered to Gun Creek in the morning and then took a beautiful ride across the island to soak in the natural beauty of the famed beach at The Baths. It is a stunningly beautiful white sanded beach with giant boulders. You can hike a trail through these boulders that form almost cavelike structures along the beach.
After we spent some time relaxing on the beach, we hiked back up to the Top of the Baths for some beautiful views.
The ride back to Gun Creek was lovely, and we stopped at several beautiful viewpoints.
That day our ship was anchored in a lagoon surrounded by several islands. We had a lovely view of it from over one thousand feet up.
Our next destination was Prickly Pear Island, for a farewell beach party. You can see Prickly Pear on the right in the photo above but here is a better view.
That island behind Prickly Pear is Richard Branson’s Necker Island. You know, the place where Kate Winslet saved his mom from a house fire and Prince Harry partied with friends before heading to Las Vegas? Well, if you didn’t know that, then apparently you don’t read the Daily Mail on occasion as I do. One day, maybe I will take my entourage there to spend $50,000 per night to rent the place.
In the meantime, we enjoyed the beach party on Prickly Pear. The food was plentiful and delicious. We were pulled behind a speedboat on a giant tube in the middle of these spectacular islands, so that was pretty amazing. And the swimming at the beach was generally pleasant (even if the sun was somewhat hidden behind clouds for a majority of the day).
And now, here is something the Internet will hate me for forever, proof I wear an actual swimsuit to swim at the beach.
It is a funny thing about so many consecutive days spent in swimsuits, you suddenly feel pretty comfortable with yourself. This is true even if your body happens to be roughly the equivalent of two of the bodies of Prince Harry’s latest girlfriend.
It was sad to say farewell to the beach that day. Goodbye Prickly Pear Island!
The overcast conditions may have caused the Caribbean blues of the water to be more muted that day, but the clouds did result in a pretty spectacular sunset. Here is our last Caribbean sunset on the water: