A small town you never want to leave
Though you can see St. Eustatius and St. Maarten in the distance, Saba feels like another dimension. Like a glass dome was set over the island where everything that happens outside just doesn’t matter. A Truman Show in the tropics, if you will.
Much of this is thanks to the intoxicating scenery. Some of it also stems from the feeling of being simultaneously on a mountaintop and out at sea. But a larger part comes from feeling immediately at home once you set foot on the island, like the people there are your family now.
Saba combines the charm of small-town life with the warming smiles of the Caribbean, just 30 minutes south of San Juan, Puerto Rico. The island has fewer than 2,000 inhabitants, about a quarter of whom attend the local medical school. It’s a place where everyone is on a first-name basis, where your taxi driver is also married to the bakery owner, and might jokingly tell you to never eat there. The guy working from a desk in the front of the grocery store also runs the jewelry store and rents out vacation homes. After a weekend you’ll know half the island by a degree of separation, and people will know you by name even before you meet them. Says Donna Cain, a taxi driver and tour guide who moved here from Florida: “The place just kind of absorbs you.”