
When I met Anguilla
As we turned into the old Sonesta, he gave a theatrical wave toward open and spacious Rendezvous Bay. Its plush white sand and unbelievable turquoise water sparkled in the late-afternoon sun. ‘Now you know,’ he said. Which I always have taken to mean: Now you know our fierce pride in what we have, and in our own worth, and if you respect that, we will share our wisdom with you, in time.