Looking to Get Away? I Mean, Really Away?

After a year of wedding planning, we were ready. Perusing websites for a good place to finish up our diving certification, Eric came across reviews from people who had rented their OWN ISLAND off the coast of Honduras. Yes, this was what we needed. Seclusion. Sunshine. Hermit Crabs.

We spent our first night in a shmancy Roatan resort that was complete with towel animals and a magnificent palapa.

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Next we headed to Utila via the mainland, as there are limited options to travel between the two islands. Once on Utila, we loaded up at a local grocery store with food and other provisions – local beer, rum, sunblock. Check. What else could we need?

Barry, the island owner, picked us up off the dock behind the grocery store and took us to Sandy Cay, our little island paradise. He left us with a cell phone in case of emergency.

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Sandy Cay is about the size of a football field, just large enough for the house, a small strip of white-sand beach, and a grove of palm trees. The house itself, with it’s generator, sun-warmed water, and lukewarm fridge, might be described as “island rustic”.

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But what it’s lacking in luxury it easily makes up for in isolation. We snorkeled in the clear waters off our private beach and hung out with the tropical fish. I read Treasure Island without interruption.

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A couple of days in, we decided to race some of the hundreds of hermit crabs that call the place home. They walk sideways and aren’t very nimble runners, but mine won after a hard-fought battle.

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Just one more crab…can you see it?

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After the sun went down each night, we took chairs out to the dock and watched the stars appear, completely bright and uninhibited by city lights.

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We found that we went through a lot more food and beer than usual since there’s not a ton to do. Before long we wished we had more of these things, along with better snorkel gear, DEET, and water shoes.

But Caribbean Paralysis has a way of making you forget about these things.

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Costs:

  • Sandy Cay, per night: $130
  • Transportation from/to Utila: $80
  • Groceries and supplies: $90
  • Alcohol/Other: $40
  • Snorkel gear (rented from Barry): $12

One Reply to “Looking to Get Away? I Mean, Really Away?”

  1. Amazing. I had no idea a private island could be so cheap.

    Green with envy. What a place. And to have that ‘someone’ to share it with! YAWP!

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