Prickly Bay, Grenada
The town of Grand Anse has a nice long stretch of beach that's pretty decent, except there's almost no one on it—like too much toast and not enough jam.
The beach of Grand Anse seems to be the spot where the cruise ships dump their human cargo off to frolic in the sun and sand. It was surprising though how few people were on the beach, especially for a Sunday afternoon. Andy was with me, and said that it had looked about the same for the days prior (when he had visited). I wonder if people like the beach here?
As Andy and I roam around St. George and Grand Anse together, we're constantly stopping into guest houses and inquiring about their rooms and rates. It would be really advisable to have a travel companion in this area of the island to help offset room costs, most places are running between $40–65 USD a night—not backpacker budget friendly. Later, as we were sprawled out in the off-white sand, Andy entertainingly commented that in his nine years of continuous travel he only knew of two backpackers to go into the Caribbean, and they were on this beach right now!
I believe Andy is leaving the area tomorrow or the day following, jumping onto a ferry to the smaller Grenadian island of Carriacou. I would enjoy it if our travels in this area of the world allowed our paths to cross again.