A Villa on Anguilla

Somehow I had found it. The perfect villa on Anguilla. A beautiful pink house sitting on a bluff overlooking the water with the island of Sandy Ground off in the distance. This was a privately owned villa, there were no time shares available on Anguilla. I had written to the owner, who sent a pamphlet showing the accommodations. One of his selling lines was "a little bit of Bermuda in the Caribbean".

I definitely wanted a self-catered type of vacation. I was going with the S.O. (significant other) at the time, Dale. I don't remember exactly what type of input he had on the accommodation choice though. I'm sure he approved.

Skiffles was, as I mentioned in an earlier blog in the South Hill area of Anguilla. It was reached by going down a bumpy and dusty dirt road, which is what Anguilla was full of in 1994. The complex consisted of three houses, a gate-house and a fresh water pool. The compound had a gate, and also a chain link fence, which I later came to find out was to keep the goat from eating every bit of vegetation.

I believe that the villa we had was called "Sea Grapes". It sat closest to the cliff overlooking the water and was the most private villa. It was pastel pink and white and beautiful. You could lie in bed with the window open and look out over the water. I remember lovely breezes each night, no need for air conditioning at all. We had a simple AM/FM radio cassette player in the room. No phone. No TV, no need for them. I don't remember missing them at all.