This two-mile stretch of Caribbean sand remains uncrowded despite welcoming 9:30am fishermen
The speedboat cuts through the azure waters, sending crystalline droplets into the air as I approach what locals call “heaven on earth.” A pelican swoops low over our bow, welcoming me to Anguilla’s prized possession. As the engine quiets, I’m left speechless—two miles of impossibly white sand stretch before me like a mirage, touched only … Lire plus