REVIEW: Jalousie Plantation

by Olivia Cox October 31

All this crappy weather (that word’s allowed thesedays, right?) is making me long for sunnier climes and, frankly a place where the rain don’t rain. Specifically, I can’t stop thinking about a place that Racer Boy and I visited around this time last year. 

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Jalousie Plantation is on the coast of St Lucia, one of the smaller Carribean islands. It’s one of those know-it–or-don’t places: you reach it via a steep steep hill, which a friendly local sometimes drives you up / down, but then again sometimes doesn’t (you have to leave your car at the top).

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It’s worth any amount of effort once you’re down there, though. I know everyone always says crystal clear seas and clean, white sands, but honestly: this is the real deal. 

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The beach bar (if you can call it that) is a colonial-style restaurant, complete with dark wooden fans and waitresses in The Help-style outfits.

Behind the beach and the beach “bar” is a serene pool, surrounded by ludicrously squishy white lounger-slash-beds (some of them swing), each with its own flagging system for you to alert staff when you fancy a refreshment of some description. 

Racer Boy and I spent a couple of days there (he went scuba diving when the perfection of lying absolutely still in heat got too much for him) and it was perhaps the most relaxed I’ve ever been. I even got my hair wet. 

Love, Laugh, Liverty x

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