Saint Martin – Sint Maarten (tomate – tomaat?)

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

Saint Martin / Sint Maarten: One island – two countries

Continuing the Caribbean junket, it’s time for Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten, one of the destinations I actually planned for, because of a very unique beach.

This island is similar to Hispaniola in that it is one island, comprising two countries. What sets this particular island apart, however, is that it comprises two European countries – many, many miles from Europe. We will take a look at both Marigot and Philipsburg, the French and the Dutch island capital, respectively. We’ll also traipse down to the intriguing experience that is Maho Beach.

‘A beach?’ friends asked incredulously when I told them. ‘You get bored after a few hours laying about in the sun!’ And they are right. With a few exceptions, beaches get old pretty quickly. But you see, Maho is much more than a beach. And, while yes, you can come here to lay about slowly grilling your bod’, most come for an altogether different experience. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. First, let’s have a peek at Marigot, the capital of Saint Martin.

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Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

After arriving on the island in the early hours, I head for Marigot to catch the morning ferry to Anguilla. The British island is a mere 20-minute journey from Saint Martin’s capital. Well, it turns out Marigot is closer to the airport that I thought, so I have plenty of time while waiting for the ferry.

Hm… how about L’Express Bakery at the corner over there, just across from the harbour? Breakfast it is then. Coffee and croissants. Trés français! I’m enjoying Saint Martin already.

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten
Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

Hungry? In Marigot I am spoiled for choice, with numerous bars and restaurants lining the harbour area.

Marigot scenes

Returning from Anguilla after lunch, I decide to have a closer look at Marigot before finding my lodgings over in the Dutch part.

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

Marigot is small. Apart from the active port, you can visit the ruins of Fort St. Louis. It’s a bit of a climb, so I sorta, kinda plan to come back and do that the next day. But I never get around to it. Gotta save something for another time, right?

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

Not sharing. Find your own coconut!

Then there is Le marché de Marigot. It is open every day, from 0800 to 1300. Fish auctions on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Well, I just missed the Saturday one, and I’ll be gone by Wednesday. I wonder if they throw fish around, like they do at Pike Place Market in Seattle… Another save for another time.

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

There are several daily connections to Anguilla and St. Barths from the ferry terminal in Marigot

Faire du shopping in tropical France?

You can stroll along the short Rue de la République and take in the slightly crumbling traditional Creole architecture. There are designer shops, as well as local arts and crafts; think necklaces made of sea shells, bags made from coconuts, and the like. At the other end of the scale is a small, snazzy shopping mall, Le West Indies, a contemporary and quite beautiful building.

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

Sint Maarten

OK, let’s go to the Netherlands.

I am staying at Mary’s Boon in Simpson Bay, a lively, rambling, cosy hotel on the beach.

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

We are also near the airport. At first, it is a bit disconcerting to hear the deafening roar of planes just above my head. But it’s funny what you get used to, isn’t it? Soon, it has an almost comforting regularity to it, and if a few hours passes without hearing a plane taking off or landing, that becomes disconcerting.

How close is that airport?

Turning right from my room, just past the swimming pool, there it is: American Airlines in plain sight, about to rev up those engines. Just metres away.

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

Turning left from my room, this is the view:

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten
Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

Also, the chicken and mango salad is delicious. (Nope, nothing sponsored here, I just enjoyed the place).

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

And so I have had breakfast in France, lunch in the British Isles and dinner in the Netherlands – all on the same day. The geek in me is pleased.

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

SXM

Being so close to the airport, I decide it would be fun to do an interval run around its perimeter. And so I do. 4 minutes run: 2 minutes walk. It takes about an hour, mostly because for much of the way, it is only narrow strips of gravel or grass along a rather busy road. Every few minutes, I have to turn my head to check oncoming traffic. Occasionally, I have to press up against a fence or a tree to avoid being run down. Also, photo stops. Soon it feels like the intervals are reversed.

As you can tell, circling the airport was not the best plan. So here is an idea for the transport/tourism authorities of Sint Maarten: build a running track around the perimeter of Princess Juliana Airport (SXM). Running – or walking – around an entire airport, why, that could be a tourist attraction in itself.




Along the way: Taylor Made fishing charters, the causeway bridge connecting France and the Netherlands (also locally known as the 3 o’clock bridge, because there is always a traffic jam here at that time), the shipyard, and a stranded KLM plane. The Airbus A330 had a nose wheel steering malfunction just after take-off and has been here about a week when I run past. 

Philipsburg

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten
Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

The courthouse, the church and the clock

The capital of Sint Maarten has a long white sand beach and a boardwalk along Great Bay, full of bars with names like Dirty Sanchez, The Love Boat, Big Bastard’s Beach Bar, etc. Classic Caribbean cruise ship harbour. But pleasant enough.

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

Ga winkelen in tropical Netherlands?

Another part of the cruise experience is shopping, and Philipsburg has plenty of it. Jewellery sellers and high-end fashion brands abound, especially along Front Street. Behind that is Back Street, with more shops.

Also, pragmatic naming, don’t you think? I like it.

A bit of history

Who came up with those names? I ask the bartender at one of the joints along the boardwalk. Turns out it was one John Philips, the island’s first commander. In the mid 1700s, John grew sugar cane, revived the island’s salt industry and enticed foreigners to come and settle here. So many came, they needed a bigger town, so a new one was built and named after the commander. Philipsburg was divided into Front Street and Back Street, connected with lots of little alleys between them and the salt pond, ensuring short distances to transport the salt to the ships in the harbour.

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Front Street

Along Front Street, a man lures me into his beauty shop, all Spider to the Fly-like. He has a new revolutionary product, you see, and he can show me in just 1 minute. This miraculous mix will remove the wrinkles at the sides of my eyes. Guaranteed! All for the ridiculously low price of 200 Euro for a jar.

‘Hm… I quite like my smiling wrinkles,’ I tell him, (that’s what they’re called in my language). ‘Think I’ll keep ’em.’ Seems he doesn’t have an appropriate counter argument in his repertoire. And what can you say to that, really? But we part on friendly terms, and he gives me a free sample. Later, I give it a try. Curiosity always wins. Sticky stuff, feels like glue. I hurry up and wash it off, just so I won’t go blind or anything. Did I miss my chance to have a wrinkle free face? I guess we’ll never know.

Further back, behind Back Street, is Market Place, with souvenirs, clothes, various and sundry:

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

⬆ Philipsburg Market Place ⬇

Saint Martin / Sint-Maarten

If you’re not all that into shopping, you can check out the colourful street art.



On the beach…