Two weeks ago I visited one of my dearest friends, Tash, in Tortola, British Virgin Islands. After I decided to extend my stay and island hop from Tortola, we decided to ferry across to St John for the weekend. We booked last-minute accommodation at Cinnamon Bay Campground, packed our snorkels, books and bikinis before heading to the ferry dock.
St John is gorgeous! I think it may even be one of my favourite Caribbean islands; although I worded it to patriotic BVI Tash as being my favourite U.S.Virgin Island. After dealing with passport control we walked around the Cruz Bay shops and had brunch at Spyglass, a restaurant that overlooks the turquoise ocean as well as the ferry dock hustle and bustle. After doing the touristy things, we hopped into a taxi and headed to Cinnamon Bay.
We drove over some steep hills with the lush green vegetation shading us from the heat. Tall trees with glimpses of the ocean in between the leaves was slightly reminiscent of Knysna, South Africa.
We arrived at Cinnamon Bay which is a part of the Virgin Islands National Park and headed to reception. A gentle warning that the reception staff are not the friendliest characters so bear with their sighs. Once we had tackled the front desk, we dumped our bags in our rustic bungalow and headed to the beach.
As you can see in my mini photomontage below, Cinnamon Bay is a slice of heaven. Seriously, if I could park on a beach like this for eternity it would be hard to wipe the smile off my face. White sandy beach with aqua blue calm seas bordered with palm trees baked in the sun….pure bliss! We found a shady spot under a tree, lay down on our towels and read our books in between swimming, snorkeling and walking along the beach.
Tash and I reached pure relaxation state by Saturday evening enjoying an early dinner before sleeping for about 12 hours. Tash and I use to be really good at sleeping in at University. Early lectures and weekend morning were over-rated. Now we have jobs that require us to be up early so we have not been able to be our once sloth-like selves. We woke up on Sunday feeling refreshed and decided to try stand up paddle boarding.
After a brief orientation and getting our equipment ready, Tash and I set out on out boards. After a slight shaky start due to the wind and our steering skills, we glided across the bay. Unfortunately the strong winds and our lack of steering experience meant that we didn’t make it around to Mahoe Bay. Instead, we found ourselves steering our boards in circles and accidentally into innocent holiday makers (our bad!). It was lots of fun and I plan to do it again in the near future.
It was difficult to leave Cinnamon Bay but it will forever be imprinted in my travel memories and it was that much more special that I got to share it with one of my closest friends, Tash. We have only seen each other a handful of times over the last few years but when we are together in the same place, it is like old times – comfortable, easy and full of good laughs and conversations. Thanks Tashi 🙂