If by "vacation from your vacation," you mean spending one night at a place like Las Esquinas, the answer is, not much.
|Sunset seen from our balcony at Caribella|
Suspecting that anybody who puts a Tolkien quotation on their website might be kindred spirit, I inquired with the owner of Las Esquinas to see if she might consider a slightly reduced rate for a one night stay, since I was already on the island and thus not inclined to pay the rack rate for a double booking on top of Caribella. She graciously agreed to it and we settled that on Wednesday afternoon my husband and I would check in at Las Esquinas at 2:00 pm.
|This is my half of our shared lunch|
We read for a little while and then strike up a conversation with two folks exiting who turn out to be the proprietors. We'd never met them before, so it was fun to talk with them about their great pastries, how much we enjoyed coming there, island life, our mutual love of large dogs (they have two mastiffs, we have one), and so on.
As we pulled out of the parking lot, we saw one of the ladies from Geraud's walking, so we stopped to give her a ride to the Valley, then double backed to the Jeremiah Gumbs Highway (that name still cracks me up, the idea of a HIGHWAY on Anguilla) to our golden grail of a destination. Robin's directions were easy to follow and before we knew it, JR was outside greeting us. A computer guy by training, JR is the caretaker, gardener/landscaper, and general go-to guy for all things.
|The courtyard, looking out to sea|
|Fetch my my fainting couch, and quickly!|
|Pyrat, the very shy resident pooch|
|The amuse bouche|
|My non-blackened blackened shrimp|
|The maligned dumplings|
Still, the evening wasn't a total write-off. The ambience was just lovely, and the live music was low-key. I'd probably go back there for tapas instead of the full menu, though.
|Just one of the many decorative and practical touches|
|Pool at night, lights of St. Martin in the distance.|
|First course: fresh fruit! The bananas came from the garden|
While waiting for the main course at breakfast, we munched on the homemade banana bread and sipped some of the best and strongest coffee we've had on the island. Clemencia, the cook, presented us with a Spanish-style omelet/frittata with onions and potatoes, accompanied by some chicken & mushroom sausage (mildly delicious), and what for me was the piece de resistance: toasted bread with a tomato tapenade/marmalade spread. It was amazing and I probably could have eaten an entire platter of it. Clemencia graciously shared her recipe with us, and then Robin emailed it to me later. I can't wait to go home and try it!
We made a few more photos and bid adieu to the staff and fellow guests, sad to be leaving such a perfect place, but happy to have seen it for ourselves and be a part of it, if only for a short while. Once I'm back home, I will post lots of photos!