Bequia in the Grenadines
I arrived in busy Kingstown, St Vincent early morning and jumped straight on the ferry to Bequia (pronounced Backway) which by the way was an old Norwegian ferry where all the information, even emergency information still was writen in Norwegian. Once I was in Bequia I was overwhelmed by the change of pace.
I soon realized that this place was something I had been looking for all along. It had the right amount of development, it was accessible enough from the capital, it was not too busy with its 5000 inhabitants and it was affordable enough compared to other Grenadines like Mystique where only celebs and hedgefund managers where living. People all greeted me, no matter if they were locals, retired westerners who had moved there or tourists. There were both cheap local and fine restaurants to dine in and it things seemed to get done even though it was a slow pace of life.
I got to camp in the garden of a retired Irishman called John a couple of nights and spent the days relaxing on the beautiful beaches near Port Elizabeth called Princess Margaret Beach and Lower Bay. After having visited 148 countries this is the first time that I have said that this was a place I could easily retire.