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Escape Antigua’s tourists (but be ready to confront some grim secrets)

Caribbean encounters with beautiful Georgian architecture and the legacy of slavery

22 August 2015

9:00 AM

22 August 2015

9:00 AM

‘Tourism, tourism and tourism,’ said my Antiguan cab driver, when I asked what the country’s main industries were. Still, it’s easy to avoid the other tourists, even though the island’s just over 100 square miles. Take a quad-bike tour — arranged by my hotel, the Sandals Grande Antigua Resort — and you can go from one end of the island to another in a morning, without seeing another tourist.

Instead, you’ll see fields of sweet potatoes, dotted with sprawling tamarisk trees; jagged cliffs and pale-yellow beaches, fringed with luminous, aquamarine water. You’ll also come across remnants of old sugar plantations; in the early colonial years, slavery was Antigua’s biggest moneymaker.

Most stirring of all is Betty’s Hope Estate, Antigua’s first major sugar plantation, founded by Christopher Codrington in the late 17th century. I felt a little chill when I read, in the pretty little museum there, that Codrington’s son’s legacy paid for Hawksmoor’s library at All Souls, Oxford. I once spent many happy hours in that library, reading in the shadow of Christopher Codrington’s statue. I didn’t realise my pleasure was subsidised with slave money.

Divine retribution, in the form of a hurricane, has swept away the Betty’s Hope mansion. The slave village has been swallowed up by undergrowth. But the windmills that ground the sticky cane still stand, their robust machinery imported from Derby.

A happier legacy of colonial rule is Antigua’s capital, St John’s, its yellow and pink pastel houses clustered beneath the baroque towers of St John’s Cathedral. Just outside St John’s, the old sugarcane fields are dominated by a worthy replacement: the Sir Vivian Richards Stadium, named after Antigua’s greatest cricketer and largely built, like the new airport, with Chinese money.

Loveliest of all is Nelson’s Dockyard in English Harbour, on Antigua’s southern tip. This hurricane-proof inlet was home to Nelson from 1784 to 1787, when he was enforcing the Navigation Acts, preventing trade with the new United States of America.

The dockyard — a classical complex of copper and timber stores, sail lofts and shipyards — is enchanting; a chunk of Georgian England teleported to the Caribbean. The little Dockyard Museum is good on Nelson — who found his wife, Fanny Nisbet, on the nearby island of Nevis. The Admiral’s Inn, in a splendid old house, does a fine risotto.

You’ll bump into more of the island’s main modern import — tourists — at Shirley Heights Lookout, the hilltop bar in a former military base above English Harbour. It’s popular on Sunday nights, when a steel band plays Bob Marley songs as the sun goes down over Montserrat. Antigua lies on the cusp of two seas: look west and you see the calm, warm Caribbean; look east for the cool, choppy waters of the Atlantic — and Eric Clapton’s villa and recording studio, strung across the spine of a seaside peak.

Just a short walk away is the cemetery to the men of the 54th Regiment (2nd Battalion Dorsets) who died in the West Indies between 1840 and 1851. It was a pretty grim posting, with the humid heat, yellow fever and intense self-medication with local rum. Today, the cemetery is haunted by dozens of tiny hummingbirds.

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  • RopeableOfRowville

    Yeah, I’ve been to Antigua too.
    I was disgusted by the squalor that the country dwellers live in – things for a whole family that looked like chicken coops (at best).
    I asked my driver why all the cane farms lay in ruins: he shrugged and said there’s not enough water. Since Antigua gets almost monsoonal downpours regularly I asked why dams hadn’t been built. He shrugged but made no verbal reply.
    I was left with the distinct impression that the men were just apathetic f**ks, and the women did all the progressive work. These women really are mean security guards and customs bitches.
    The whole place smacks of criminally weak governance. It makes my blood boil.
    Once in a while we would pass heavily walled grotesque mansions with cables thick as my arm snaking into them, and I asked myself “Who on earth would need so much security and so much data so quickly?” And then I thought “Oh yeah, of course.”

    • Chamber Pot

      Don’t weep too soon in a few years time Toxteth will be like this.

      • so3paperclips

        We can but hope

    • Hamiltonian

      That’s not an accurate assessment of Antigua at all. Antigua is filled with grand houses and nice cars. The GDP per capita is $18,000 per person, which is close to the more successful Eastern European nations. It’s a clean place overall, and they have so much tourism business that the resort the author stayed in has to import workers from Eastern Europe.

      • RopeableOfRowville

        So, if you’ve actually been there did you step outside your resort, take a look at the country beyond the scabrous city, and remove your wrap-around filters?

        • Hamiltonian

          Yes, the island isn’t that big, you actually see about half of it just going from the airport to the resort. Again, Antigua is filled with beautiful homes and nice cars. The city is no dirtier than the average city, and it’s certainly not dangerous.

    • Past Antiguan Expat Resident

      your right, anybody noticed the overflowing sewerage system in St Johns, overflowing down the street, especially near the central Post Office.

  • ReasonableVoice

    In case anyone is puzzled by the architecture in the photograph, it is Spanish baroque, since this is of Antigua, Guatemala, which is a beautiful city to visit.

    • Sausage McMuffin


    • Laura Atkins

      Have changed it now – thanks for pointing out!

  • gateway147

    I visited `St Thomas in the Caribbean` yes they live simply; and the tourist bring in much needed money..which the Locals see little benefit?
    The education they have is similar to Britain where the elite go private and the indigenous poor….education is limited….those in charge; learned well from their British masters…how to limit equal opportunities for all?

  • Gilbert White

    They should have a kind benevolent ruler like good King Richard of Camelot by the Mustique. Really these unsustainable Caribbean Islands should be reinstated as natural biospheres. Bung the able back to Africa and the criminals to Brixton and Bobs your Uncle!

  • trace9

    When he’s not writing about his ‘interesting’ ancestors, you see why he must. Even Antigua’s a bore now..