Day 6: Bequoia + Mustique / St. Vincent & the Grenadines
Travel Diary: From St. Maarten to Barbados
They still exist, the longing destinations with the magical names. One of them is Mustique, the favorite island of the super-rich and particularly beautiful. The 4.8 kilometer long and 2.3 kilometer wide island "above the wind" has just 89 villas, a hotel with 17 rooms and a village for around 500 employees. No cruise ships are allowed to anchor here - and only very few are allowed to bring their passengers over from neighboring Bequoia on a chartered catamaran. Although we from the Seadream are among the chosen few, we are reminded of the rules of conduct on land during the crossing: Photography? Forbidden - at least officially! Leaving the cab during the island tour? Only possible if there is no super VIP on site. Just chat up a local? Not allowed!
Once we arrive in Mustique, however, our stay turns out to be much more relaxed than expected: our cab driver at the mini-airport willingly shows us Mick Jagger's car (he left yesterday), takes us (at a reasonable distance) to the houses of Brian Adams, Tommy Hilfiger, the Lacoste clan and Shanaia Twain, tells us how much David Bowie's villa is currently for sale for ($ 48 million) and even allows us a few photo stops on the (celebrity) empty dream beaches.
Lunch at the Cotton House, the best (and, as already mentioned, only) hotel on the island, is similarly uncomplicated: you sit barefoot on the terrace on the beach, enjoy watermelon salad with green beans and mint, drink a bottle of rosé, marvel at the extremely moderate prices and have almost made peace with this paradisiacal spot in the turquoise blue sea when, after the last sip of espresso, you are abruptly prevented from walking the 10 minutes to the jetty on your own. "Not possible! Royals are on the island!" we are reprimanded - and immediately put back in the cab. Nobody wants to tell us whether it's Kate and William or the brother-in-law of Queen Elizabeth's third cousin and his entourage.
It doesn't really matter, because where we come from, every guest is king - even if he's not a royal.
Text & photos: Jörg Bertram
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