Anguilla: Isle of Sartre

Anguilla (pronounced "Angweelah"), a small eel-shaped island not far from St. Martin, is the ultimate destination for the existential experience. No meaning, no cultural, ecological, or historical education, no self-advancement. Just toes wriggling in powdery pearly sands, aquamarine waters curling over supine bodies, and trade winds gently ruffling hair, billowing linens. Oh sure, we played tennis every day, went kayaking, sailing, and snorkeling, took some cooking classes, and pretended to swim for exercise. But moving in the Anguilla dimension mostly translates into a heightened sense of pure being. One returns to the city, grateful for the coconut-crusted parrotfish and quickly dissipating tan, with a sense of what it means to live in the moment, of how to just be. See our pictures of paradise here.