A life you don’t need a vacation from.
Down in the little town of St. John, we found people from all over the continental US; some were on vacation, while others’ had never ended. It wasn’t hard to see why. The elevation of the town overlooks the watercolors of Cruz Bay swirling in aquamarine and topaz, as roosters beckon its citizens to come down for a chat. Mix in the inevitable morning rainbow and some of the most gorgeous tropical scenery found this side of the Mississippi, and you’ll truly understand what it is that makes this island a literal tourist trap. And we mean that in the best way possible.
St. John is an eclectic gathering of vacationers turned locals coexisting with native islanders. This gives the atmosphere a strange, yet inviting counterculture to the better-known history of the island. It becomes a communal space where every meal is shared and every beer is in good company. Settling on a population of about four thousand, it truly is that place to go where everybody knows your name.