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![]() There's an old Patti Page song that goes "If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air,
For the longest time Anguilla was really in low gear. Nestled in the shadow of St. Martin / St. Maarten, which lies only ten miles to the south, it remained the Caribbean's equivalent of a sleepy little town until about a decade or so ago. Then travel writers started raving about the Caribbean's "best-kept secret." Soon the crowds on St. Martin started spilling over on ferry day-trips. And the word got out that Anguilla has some of the finest beaches in the Caribbean - not just a few luxuriant beauties, but at least thirty talcum-soft strands lacing the island's wrinkled coastline. Things have been in high gear here ever since, and though still small, the population has exploded to keep pace. During the 1990s development has spread throughout Anguilla, but it is "controlled," so most operations are relatively small and informal - only a few resorts come close to a hundred rooms in size. The proverbial deserted beach (here and elsewhere in the Caribbean) is an endangered species and increasingly close to extinction. Fortunately the sheer quantity of sandy shores is such that Anguilla never feels crowded, even during high season. |
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