The plan was to spend just one night on Union Island. We wanted to use that time to restock on any necessary supplies and complete our checkout from SVG before heading to Grenada. Conveniently, the airport was just around the corner.
However, our plans were disrupted by an approaching storm, so we reinforced our anchor and decided to wait it out, postponing all administrative tasks until the next day, as it was already 3 p.m. and we wouldn’t have had time to complete all the paperwork anyway.
Like many Caribbean airports, this one was essentially a simple field with a single paved runway and a windowless, partially doorless building. Customs and immigration were all located together; there was one terminal, one exit door, and that was it. We happened to witness a small plane landing. Of course, these were small planes, with 10-20 seats at most; nothing larger could land here.
On the island, near the resorts we passed on our way ashore (where we left our dinghy in their small marina), there were pillars with the words “ONE LOVE” and various flags. What caught our eye was a flag of the SFRJ, the Socialist Federal Republic of Yugoslavia, a country where we once lived, a country that hasn’t existed for over 25 years. It was a surreal sight.
This island, besides the nearby resorts, is also known for kite surfing, which is very popular; we saw over 20 kites on the water not far from our anchorage. True, the wind was constantly blowing, which was excellent for the sport.
We managed to complete all the necessary procedures and buy some fruit: bananas and something resembling lemons and oranges. They sold them as lemons and oranges, but they didn’t really look like what we usually call lemons and oranges. However, they were definitely citrus fruits, so they would be a good source of vitamins.
We decided to stay here for one more night and then head to Grenada early the next morning. We would have to go through the check-in procedure there, so there was no point in leaving in the evening, even though it was a short trip.
