A contemporary art museum in Gustavia. Intimate & local. A picture of Saint Barth.
Category: Places
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Colombier Beach is only accessible by boat, or by hiking down an old goat path, through the cliffs, on the edge of the island. It’s one of the most incredible hikes that I’ve ever done. The trail, the cliffs, the ocean, the beach itself; it’s breathtaking. Colombier Beach
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The only airport on St. Barth spills, literally, onto St. Jean beach, and there is nothing except one red sign and a piece of rope to stop people from prancing on over in front of a speeding plane to take pictures. It’s a tiny airport, one of the most difficult in the world. The island is hilly, the town is small, the roads are winding. It’s an island Paris.Saint Barthélemy
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If you ride all the way down Key Biscayne, at the very end on the tip, you come to Bill Baggs Cape Florida State Park. And at Bill Baggs, if you ride off to the west, you come to this little inlet with no name other than ‘No Name Harbor,’ where all the boaters pull up to hang out at the ‘Boaters’ Grill.’ Simplicity. It was a perfect, sunny day where we were, but looking out from the deck, we could see the storm clouds in the distance. Just over the causeway, back on the mainland, it was pouring. Not on the tip of Biscayne.
No Name Harbor
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When I was little, my family used to always just spontaneously head down to this little spot just over the bridge on the Cape Cod Canal, right near Seafood Sam’s & the Coast Guard Station. Chicken fingers, until I was old enough to move onto clam strips, at Seafood Sam’s (still one of my favorites, even if now I avoid the fried classics I loved as a kid), then balancing. Balancing for what seemed like forever on that railing that I HAD to walk end to end around the Coast Guard Station. Looking back, I have no idea how my parents had any patience for that. But now, I can’t even imagine a trip to the Canal without balancing.
We used to come here so much; I really wanted to go back before I went down to Miami again. And I really, really wanted to take my little brother for the first time. It was just such a perfect Massachusetts evening. Of course we ate at Seafood Sam’s. Of course we balanced. And then, we walked the path down the Canal to the edge where it meets the ocean, just as the sun was beginning to set.
We ‘skipped’ rocks too- aka, my brother threw rocks onto the ground so hard that they bounced back into the air and into the water… Bouncing rocks should be a new thing.
And we walked on the jetty, while people fished off of it and watched the sunset. And at the end, like always, we drove a little down the street to ‘Icecream Sandwich’ for softserves with chocolate jimmies. My favorite.It was all so nice.
The Canal
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Perfect summer day today. Sun shining, HOT, but breezy. Perfect. I was down in Scituate for part of the afternoon. Still my favorite town ever. My friends and I hung out at TK O’Malley’s right on the harborfront. Margaritas, watching the boats sail by us. Fresh shrimp too. Living the dream.
& the view.
Living the Dream at TKs
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