Floating like an emerald tear-drop between the waters of the Atlantic Ocean and the Caribbean Sea is the island nation of St Lucia. At 27-miles long and 14-miles wide, it’s one of the second largest of the Windward Islands.
Named in honor of St Lucy of Syracuse by early French colonists, you may be surprised to learn that this is the only country on the planet named after a woman. But then again, it will all make perfect sense once you feel the warm embrace of St Lucia’s beaches, forests, and mountains.
St. Lucia has long been a place of shelter: her surrounding maze of hidden coves and bays providing safe harbors throughout the ages. For centuries the original Arawaks and Caribs made their homes around the island’s northern bays,
In the 1550s, the notorious buccaneer, Peg Leg Le Clerc, became the first European to settle here. From his hilltop hideaway on Pigeon Island, he and his fellow swashbucklers would swoop on passing Spanish galleons.
After the pirates came the plantations, and the bittersweet years of sugar and slavery. Between the 17th and 19th centuries, St Lucia was pulled back and forth fourteen times between the French and British, before finally gaining her independence in 1979. While the British brought their rule of law, the French blessed the island with a sense of style that mixed perfectly with the Carib and African cultures. For, just like a woman, St Lucia has always been a place of creation.
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