As a veteran of the East End of St. Thomas, I now find myself happily, merrily, tropically nestled on the island’s far West End. The plethora of restaurants, stores, gyms, groceries, ferries – all gone. Instead, I stare out at nuclear-sized leaves, colorful spikey plants, orchids in bloom and even a view of the airport over the ocean.
Suddenly, I am loving the airport view – one I used to consider, well, too mechanical. Now, it’s kind of exciting. Since I can hardly ever board a plane bound for STT without knowing someone on it – I find myself thinking – Who do I know on THAT plane? There’s connection where I never expected it – both to the changed view and the change in lifestyle. The long drive west from previously well-established haunts is actually charming. The roadsides are clean the farther west you get, and the trip over the northside of the mountain is breath taking.
Northside drive view
And mosquitos – there simply aren’t as many mosquitos out here!
Meanwhile, I’ve got an adorable rental in Estate Pearl – the west side of the island – that is ready to charm the romantic. A stand-alone cottage in a gated homestead with a lovely garden and a talk-into-the-evening porch. Call me and come see it! 