Everything is within ten minutes. The village, two beaches, and a lagoon where you will almost certainly meet a turtle.
Saint-Henri church stands facing the jetty, at the end of the main street. It is the image people keep of Les Anses-d’Arlet. Go late in the afternoon, when the fishermen come in and the light drops over the bay.
A long pale-sand beach edged with sea grapes. The water is calm and shallow for tens of metres — this is the family beach. A few beach shacks serve lunch with your feet in the sand.
Smaller, quieter, with fishing boats pulled up on the sand. Come in the morning, before the sun bites. A baker opens at six on the square.
They graze the seagrass beds thirty metres from shore, between the jetty and the point. A mask and snorkel are enough — we lend them. Keep your distance and do not touch them: they are protected.
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