Nevis is Nice

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These photos were taken around my cottage at Oualie Beach Resort - not so much a resort, but more a collection of ginger-bread cottages on a nice stretch of beach with shallow, warm waters, a pier for boating and water-sport activities, an in-house sea-creature attraction-educational facility-"turtle-camp", and a terrifically laid-back and funky, yet decidedly, old-world Caribbean restaurant and bar. On day one, check-in was early and I decided to forego the plans to tour around Nevis for the day and drop in on old friends around Pinney's Beach, because I could not tear myself away from this place and the haunting view of St. Kitts's South East Peninsula across the narrows!  It seems like a long time ago now, but it was spring, 2009!  Much has changed in my life since then, and this is still where I'd rather be!





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Re's Home on the Road said…
Been in exactly the same place - maybe even the same cottage. It is so tranquil and beautiful and peaceful. Enjoy! It's 67ยบ here just up the ocean from you. I did a 3-mile walk on my beach this morning. So just a buch of water separating us from each other.
January 7, 2012 at 12:23 PM
Nichelina & Co said…
Oh, Re - I wish I was there - this is old stuff. I'm well stuck in Canada right now. When I was back in grad school (very) recently, I took the blog off line, and was tinkering with formats. Some of my posts ended up getting switched around, date-wise. The most recent post was from September, 2011. As for vacation plans, I don't know when I'll bet back. Right now, I am debating between Anguilla, Nevis (St. Kitts is losing its lustre for me) and paying off my school and business debts! LOL ...
January 7, 2012 at 1:17 PM
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