04/11/2026
Antigua was a sailors island. A yachting paradise…A place where you can feel envy of luxury, watch Atlantic races come to an end, and eat damn good jerk chicken and relax on just one of the 365 beaches.
It felt different than anywhere we had been yet. Events were happening all over the island without us knowing about them. We rented a scooter to get lost and had one of the most fun days. Getting around by scooter is the way to do it! You can wedge that thing in just about everywhere and you have no shield between you and the sights and smells. We found a drag race, a speak easy, many epic beaches, and rock formations and ended the day with the iconic and highly overrated Shirley heights BBQ. I swear that BBQ hasn’t changed for 15 years. (Maybe more people now?) We also headed up North to Barbuda so I could see the frigate bird colony. I (megan) have a “thing” for birds, lol. Barbuda was the perfect kind of sleepy. We walked a couple of miles with wild donkeys to get fuel for dingy (it was on fumes). Hope you enjoy these images! I will have to post a couple more times to share all of my favorites from this wonderful place. ⛵️💎