Three weeks on and the book I bought for the flight remains unopened. I couldn't drag my eyes from the window on the day and I've not got the dream out of my head since.

Fly north to St Vincent if you can - I flew from Trinidad - and you'll be captivated by the Grenadines, floating in the clearest, bluest ocean you'll ever see, long before you land. A friendly taxi driver will soon get you to Kingstown, check ferry times and probably suggest breakfast at Cobblestones restaurant. It's good advice!

Don't rush to the ferry; amble, soak up island life - chill and connect.

Soon the Bequia Express ties up and discharges passengers with efficient chaos. Climb aboard for the one-hour crossing - and relax!

Bequia's silhouette crystallizes into an intricate, green paradise, as Admiralty Bay embraces the returning ferry. Port Elizabeth grows from hillside specks and soon you'll see its streets merging seamlessly with the tree-lined, restaurant-fronted beach.

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