From Castries, the West Coast Highway scoots through winding, hilly terrain and passes the signposted turn-off for MARIGOT BAY some 5km south; if travelling by bus, it’s worth asking the driver if he’ll make the two-kilometre detour down to the bay. There’s no real town here, but there is a fistful of reclusive hotels and peaceful guesthouses strung along the north and south sides of the bay. These, along with a couple of good restaurants and waterside bars and a few local shops on the road down make up the village. While it’s not the busiest spot, the sheltered inner lagoon is one of the island’s best-protected natural yacht harbours, and Marigot’s waters are permanently dotted with boats and their crews.