The Caribbean hasn’t been as high on my priority list, as a region. Coming from the US, Caribbean travel is generally seen as trips via cruise or at all-inclusive resorts. Growing up, those were never the types of travel my family enjoyed, and that’s not the kind of travel I prioritize as an adult either.
Because this kind of travel has become the focus of the tourism industries in the Caribbean, it feels like a lot of the local history and culture are sort of watered down for tourists to make it palatable for the tourists who don’t want to leave their beach resorts or cruise ships. There seems to almost be an inverse correlation between the places that have the most interesting history and culture, and the places that are accessible to tourists. For me, the places that are the most interesting to me due to their unique culture are Cuba (challenging for Americans to visit), Haiti (safety concerns), and Jamaica (safety concerns outside of the resorts). And so I often haven’t prioritized the places that are easier to get to, because I’m not as interested in doing a beach trip. Outside of Cuba, I’ve only been to the Bahamas for a friend’s birthday and then Trinidad and Grenada as part of my trip to Guyana and Suriname, since those two were essentially on the way.
Enter Antigua, the country that is challenging my assumptions here.


How did I end up planning this weekend trip? My friend Amy has a house here, and spends part of the year in Antigua each year. She put out an invitation to come spend Carnival with her. I did get to see a few performances in Trinidad as part of the earlier stages of Carnival, but it definitely wasn’t the “full” experience – we were a little early for the traditional Carnival, and we only watched a few acts and ate dinner, so it wasn’t the typical fete that Trinidad is known for.



Carnival in Antigua is unusual because it is not tied to Easter, like many other countries in the Caribbean and Latin America. It is tied to their emancipation from slavery, which took place on August 1, 1834. Carnival is celebrated in late July into early August. The main event is j’ouvert which takes place early on a Monday morning where there are parades through the streets of St. Johns. This is what I went for!



Before j’ouvert, though, I had a few days of going on hikes and visiting beaches with Amy and our other friend Connell! We went to some tide pools and some absolutely amazing beaches, including one that required a hike over a ridge to get to.



Amy had recently gotten a drone that she wanted to try out, so when it wasn’t too windy, we got to try out some cool shots using that!


One of my favorite parts of the weekend was watching the sun set from Shirley Heights – the viewpoint is beautiful! Apparently some days they have parties, but we chose to go there on one of the quieter nights. We figured we would get enough partying while we were doing Carnival.


Another fun moment of the weekend was seeing pigs on the beach! I know this is something you can see in the Bahamas, but I didn’t when I was there. It was cool to see here in such a random place. We were coming back from a beach that we had hiked to, hitching a ride on the boat of a friend of Amy’s, and in the process of getting a better view of the coastline, we stumbled upon this family. They were so cute 🙂


And now time for Carnival! I am going to be honest and say here that I did not quite realize what I was signing up for. I saw online that it said Monday morning, and the event title that I paid my money to was called “Daybreak.” So I kind of thought that this would be showing up for the sunrise and then a few hours afterward on Monday morning.
Reader, the event did not start at sunrise.
The event was from 1 am to 9 am. It was fully overnight. We made dinner at Amy’s house and then tried to go to sleep for a few hours, then prepped to leave a little after midnight. We started in a big field, wearing the shirts and hats that we had picked up from the organizers on Thursday night. They had music and breakfast and water for us, and we waited for everyone to arrive. When it was time to start, the speakers told everyone to go out to the road and follow the trucks. It was time.


It was remarkably well organized. Basically, we were kind of in a large herd marching and dancing through the streets. Trucks were in our procession. Some of these had music playing, some of these were serving strong drinks, and then there were other support workers alongside us as well bringing water and snacks. There were trucks near the back that were essentially toilets on wheels, where you could climb aboard, use a stall, and climb back off the moving car to rejoin the parade.
Especially as everything kicked off, there was a great energy. Sometimes, when you’re a tourist to a place, you do activities or go to performances and you have a sense that it is being put on for your benefit, and that the people wouldn’t be continuing this tradition if it was not being done performatively. This was not at all like that. This felt authentically Caribbean, with locals and a few others from nearby islands making up the majority of participants. It was so fun, with everyone drinking and dancing and having a great time. People were throwing paint, they were carrying flags, they were decked out in all kinds of outfits where they had modified their shirts or paired them with fishnets. It was the kind of experience where you truly feel like you’re one with a community of people and you sort of get to lose yourself in the crowd.


I was having a great time until about 6 am, which is when I sort of hit a wall. I have a distinct memory of thinking how I wanted to go home, and not just Amy’s house where I was staying for the weekend, but legitimately my home in DC and my own bed. I was so tired and overwhelmed at that point, and I was having a hard time with the fact that we had three more hours left to go. But I rallied and kept walking, and eventually we made our way back to the field where we had started so that we could head back to Amy’s house and sleep.


I loved Antigua. Despite my face in that above photo, and the thoughts I had from 6 am to 9 am, I was so glad to have gotten the chance to go to Antiguan Carnival. This was such a cool experience, and one I will definitely remember! Outside of the celebrations, there I also really enjoyed the beaches, hikes, and relaxed vibes on the island. Between this and my trip in February that included Trinidad and Grenada, I’m starting to re-prioritize the rest of the Caribbean countries on my travel list.






























































































































