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San Andres, Colombia’s Caribbean Package Tourism Destination

22 Friday Jun 2012

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“You live in Bogota? How do you manage it? I have heard that in Bogota it gets so cold that sometimes smoke comes out of your mouth.” A conversation with a San Andresano.

Time your flight into San Andres so as to arrive during a daylight hour, that’s my advice. As your airline bobbles in the touchdown turbulence you’ll be grateful to be able to see the runway and that you are on or marginally above it. Arriving at night is a different matter, from any angle; it feels that you are going to plunge into the inky Caribbean.

In early June and for the third time I found myself making the trip to the Colombian Caribbean island of San Andres, and once again, with the onus of the complex ideological baggage in tow of being a middle class travel writer. Hardly the ideal way to begin what should be an opportunity to switch off and tune into a vacation that should sport all the variations of a Caribbean cliché such as white sandy beaches, turquoise waters and of course potent rum-based cocktails.

I feel I must open this blog with a clarification, I love the Caribbean, I love travel and if I could see an economically viable way of doing so, I would opt out on a palm fringed beach in heartbeat. It is this bucolic escape for which I yearn when stuck at my desk, staring at concrete and brick edifices from my window. A Caribbean island for me, as it is for many, is an opportunity to eschew the evils of a connected existence and decamp for a while.

14 years ago I first visited the Colombian Caribbean island of San Andres, and despite swearing never to return, since then I have traveled here on a further two occasions and I am glad for it.

It’s just that visiting San Andres has always felt like stepping through a time portal into the past in terms of tourism, and therein lays a great problem for me. No, I am not a conceited travel writer lamenting mass tourism and mass package tourism at that. Nor am I particularly offended by the duty free shopping on the island, all of the aforementioned is easily erased by just a mere glimpse of the delicious Caribbean waters, feeling the white sand between my toes, the salty breeze on my face and the sun on my shoulders pushing thoughts of the chilly climes of Bogota far away.

What I feel is that once you have enjoyed the spectacular backdrops of the beaches of Sprat Bight, Johnny Cay and San Luis that you are left wanting as an independent visitor to the island given that its evolution as a tourism destination has been almost nothing more than to cater to all inclusive packages.

Step outside your hotel, ostensibly built in the 1980s and very likely resembling a Caribbean version of the Hoover Dam, and very possibly as yet not refurbished, and you’ll have a tough time of it finding a variety of restaurant options in the town. Aside from the local populace, there has been almost no need for a diversification in restaurant options since everyone would eat within their hotel.

And then, there’s the all-inclusive tour of the island and of Johnny Cay – the idyllic picture postcard island just offshore from San Andres – which has created a thriving albeit false economy around suspect attractions such as the “blow hole” and “Morgan’s Cave”.

Working in the travel industry I am very aware of the benefits that tourism can bestow upon an island like San Andres but I remain solid in my belief that this business must involve the community, be environmentally responsible, culturally respectful and economically viable.

My fear is that the way in which tourism is promoted in San Andres does not completely address any of these benefits mentioned.

And my fears were confirmed recently in a meeting with two tour operators in Colombia who on agreement of confidentiality said in no uncertain terms: “We don’t like San Andres, we land and head straight for the departure lounge for the connecting flight to Providencia.”

And another one who declared that it was too difficult to “sell” San Andres to an international clientele not interested in package tourism.

Of course, there’s the antithesis of San Andres which comes in the form of the island of Providencia.

For the more intrepid, Providencia, San Andres’ sister island, more rugged, less populated, further off the grid and wonderfully lacking in mass infrastructure, is a different prospect altogether.  In short, in Providencia you are party to long stretches of unspoiled palm-lined white sandy beaches aurally polluted with lilted reggae beats. And where Providencia is zealously protected and ringed by coral reefs in good state, one wonders how San Andres fares.

We rented a mulita – a faster souped-up version of a golf buggy – and spent a wonderful day tripping around San Andres, visiting a variety of beaches, stopping in small communities and checking out curiosities such as the first Baptist Church up on Tom Hooker hill. This is what I was looking for, away from the crowds, perhaps to sights that are just as visited, but in a more measured fashion if you time it right.

It was when we swung back into San Andres town and stopped for a cold Aguila beer in front of the water when I looked out to Johnny Cay. The white sand ordinarily visible from our vantage point was no longer in view for what can only be described as a critical mass of bodies, crammed together beneath parasols. My only thought was: “this cannot be environmentally sustainable.”

I tried to push these thoughts aside and just enjoy myself.

My justification was that the island of San Andres offers an accessible and at times affordable access to the Caribbean to holidaymakers who would otherwise not be able to enjoy such a place, so exclusive is the region. And of course, for the legions of Argentines and Chileans now making the journey here, it is the most convenient Caribbean location for the three key reasons of flight locations, language and price.

Yes, this is Colombia, but what of the islanders?

With more in common with the South American nations of Suriname and Guyana and the Caribbean islands of Jamaica and Cuba they are Colombian by name but to place an “isleno” in the highland town of Tunja, to provide an extreme example, would be to create the most incongruous social experiment of all time such are the differences.

But, in my attempt to see past the half a dozen or so Riviera cosmetic boutiques, upmarket boutiques and luggage stores; I was able to see glimpses of hope for the island and its future.

14 years ago I stayed in an all-inclusive resort downtown with two friends. Then in 2007 I was back, with my wife mainly to visit Providencia but with a mandatory stopover of a couple of days on San Andres, and we stayed in a massive hotel with a car park view, a true monument to concrete. This time, we rented an apartment which allowed for our own personal space, cooking facilities and a space in which to relax. Restaurants have started springing up, not in a mass form, but they are there, shops are starting to diversify their offer and a greater influx of socially aware tourism appears to be taking a light hold of progress here.

And indeed as tourism continues to evolve in Colombia and the number of international visitors continue to increase (here’s hoping there’s no more incidences like this one), then those in charge of the massive chain hotels, the all inclusives and so on will have to adapt. There will be an obligatory evolution in the nature of tourism in San Andres. This is not to say that the all-inclusive resorts will close down and move, far from it, and long may they remain as an option for many, but that the local people of San Andres are embraced into a more culturally accepting form of tourism that expresses the diversity on offer in Colombia.

Old Providence: the Perfect Caribbean Island cliche

14 Monday May 2012

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Below us, the island came into view encircled by a brittle and protective ring of coral reefs made distinguishable by the white water ripping at the edges and creating a turquoise iris effect skirting the white sandy edges of the Caribbean island of Providencia. Our Russian-built aircraft bobbled in the turbulence kicked up by thermals and updrafts resulting from the gnarled volcanic peaks to our left. Behind our seats two fighting cocks, transported with us on the 20 minute flight from San Andres for the weekend’s entertainment, clucked in panic at sudden jolts.

Without incident we touched down on Providencia or Old Providence, one of a pair of Colombian Caribbean islands 300 miles from the country’s mainland coast. Located a mere 140 miles from the Nicaraguan coast – a fact not lost on Nicaraguan authorities and an international squabble constantly under review at the International Court of Justice – Providencia has played its part in an intriguing history. Providencia’s geopolitical importance has unwittingly involved the Miskito Indians of Central America, New England Puritans, English Parliamentarians, Pirates and Dutch freebooters, Spanish Imperial claims and now a sovereignty dispute between Colombia and Nicaragua.

Had everything gone according to original 17th century English colonial plans and Oliver Cromwell’s “Western Design”, today’s Providencia would not have revealed the customs and effortless slumbering charm that comes easily with contemporary Caribbean island life but a hardworking god-fearing Puritan community prospering today in tobacco, cotton and dyes and celebrating history with their kin in Jamestown.

What we have instead is not a Puritan led enterprise run out of London by aristocrats of the Providence Island Company but an island that makes up part of a Colombian anomalous territory in the Caribbean.

Of the two islands, San Andres is the larger and more populous and possibly claims the unlikely title of being the package holiday destination capital for Colombians. Topographically underwhelming and blighted by massive chain hotels capitalizing on the Colombian Government’s process of aggressive colombianization in the form of a tax free zone, San Andres is the extreme opposite of Providencia.

The first European to discover the 14 square miles of Providencia could have been Christopher Columbus but facts to prove this are erroneous at best. So, the first confirmed discovery and settlement of the island took place at around the same time as that of Massachusetts Bay by English puritans. These hardy settlers strongly believed that an island off the coast of Nicaragua would be far more enticing to likeminded souls than the cold and foreboding climes of New England.

Making the short ride from the brightly coloured wooden airport shack that takes me past tropical fertile valleys, I too agree wholeheartedly with the beliefs of ancestors the Newballs, Bents, Whitakers and Turners. I would settle here, no questions asked.

Journeying in the open backed collectivo truck, it hardly comes as a surprise that the Providence Island Company that spearheaded the investments, under such notable characters as the ebullient Parliamentarian John Pym and Robert Rich 2nd Earl of Warwick back in 1630, believed they could make this venture work. To the trained eye one can see that the island is easy to defend, is fertile and more importantly – for these businessmen intent on financial gain – lay at the strategic heart of Spanish controlled seas. In short Providencia occupied an unrivalled position from which to harry the trade routes of Spanish galleons laden with wealth from the New World.

All of this makes for the absorbing story of Providence Island, off the coast of Central America and in the midst of then-powerful Spanish colonies. Looking at the investment objectively and trying to see beyond the obvious attractions of climate, location and containment that the Puritans would have wanted, one cannot help but feel that this project was always doomed to failure even though the PIC’s struggle in enticing the right godly people did lure a group of several hundred New Englanders in addition to colonists from Bermuda and on the Seaflower, people directly from England, to this alternative puritan venture. In 1635 it is estimated that more than 500 people had settled Old Providence.

Financially the venture became a complete disappointment to its backers, the very isolation of the island from other English settlements in the region made communication difficult and therefore the illicit trade that sprung up between settlers and Dutch vessels often led to cargo ships returning to England only partly full.

The Puritans expected theirs to become a model godly society but the settlement never succeeded in building the kind of united and orderly community that the New Englanders created. They were beset with labour shortages and so began the large-scale use of slaves and then plunged into the irresistible temptation of privateering that ultimately resulted in the Spanish conquest of the island in 1641.

What remains today of these times are not architectural relics nor profitable tobacco plantations but solid British surnames and fading legends that herald a time past.

My efforts to find a local historian to add colour drew blanks. Several mainland Colombians on holiday here in Providencia told me to find Virginia Archbold, yet a simple enquiry at the front desk of my guesthouse revealed that Providencia’s most learned and able local historian passed away in 2006. This was a major disappointment; the very name Archbold can only mean a descendant of Francis Archbold, the Captain of an 18th Century English slave ship who received a grant from the Spanish Government in 1788 to settle the island. And it appears that another Archbold, according to all those I ask, Janet, will win November’s elections for Mayor. Another name is proffered, I am told, albeit unhelpfully, that I could have talked to old Mr Huffington but he too died some months ago. My luck has run out and the guardians of the island’s history are taking are few in number. Finally, Lucy at the front desk, perhaps exasperated at my continual questioning, puts me in contact with her father Francisco Bent. “He knows things,” she says.

Lucy’s statement rings true. Francisco Bent’s knowledge and enthusiasm to share it is hardly quelled as his two grandchildren aged 1 and 2 clamber over him and stomp through the two storey house. I want to talk about the notorious pirate Henry Morgan and say so. Lifelong fisherman and islander, Bent smiles:

“My father was contracted to look for the corsair Henry Morgan’s treasure around Fort Warwick on Santa Catalina in the 1950’s, but they found nothing, or maybe, they just weren’t looking in the right place.”

Bent starts to speak fondly of Morgan as if he were a long time family friend. “We were taught in school that Henry Morgan was a pirate, robber, filibuster. But now we know he wasn’t such a bad guy.”

I don’t want to be sidetracked into revisionist theories surrounding the notorious privateer but we continue to discuss him since his influence is enormous in Providencia. After all it was from here that Henry Morgan planned and launched the infamous and astounding sacking of Panama in 1671.

The importance of Providencia in the Caribbean was not lost on Morgan. Later as the Lieutenant Governor of Jamaica he is said to have listed the tiny island along with Havana, Portobelo, Maracaibo, Cartagena and Veracruz, as holding the key to the control of the Caribbean.

With all of the power struggles that Providencia has experienced, I put it to Bent that the islanders must have a bizarre sense of identity. I note that that in my readings and investigation that there are more people leaving the island than arriving each year and many islanders now make their home and money labouring in the Cayman islands or on neighbouring San Andres. Very few head to mainland Colombia. Does he think of himself as Colombian or Caribbean or would he prefer to be Nicaraguan? Bent thinks for a moment and says:

“Here we have a mixed feeling. The Colombian Government does not treat us as a people. We are almost 6000 people here on the island, 99 per cent of us are unemployed. We are promoting more of a separation from Colombia although we do not want to be Nicaraguan. We want to be an autonomous region recognised together with places like Limon in Costa Rica, the Bay Islands in Honduras, Colon in Panama and the Corn Islands in Nicaragua.

“We are not a violent people, and now we are becoming accustomed to armed men everywhere. The Colombian Government put their police and army here and we don’t need them. This is the reason why Colombia has problems.”

Strong words from the fisherman from Casa Baja, Providencia.

There is no doubt that there are no Guerrilla maritima as Providencia sits apart from the conflict by virtue of the 300 miles separating it from the South American main.

What remains now is a Caribbean backwater that is the roots of English civilisation in the Americas, a Colombian national park that is the antithesis to San Andres, in short a cliché. Long stretches of unspoilt palm-lined white sandy beaches aurally polluted with lilted reggae beats are complimented by rugged volcanic mountains and mangroves. Standing on the pristine Playa Manzanillo with my back to Roland’s Bar it is hard to imagine that in its infancy, Providencia was an attempt to elucidate the motives of the Puritan founding fathers. Here, 48 miles away from the duty free perfumeries of downtown San Andres, the islanders of Providencia spend their days fishing and catering to an idly growing tourism industry.

Colombian on paper and claimed by Nicaragua, Providencia is in keeping with tradition and remains at the heart of the tangle of geopolitical fallout of colonial ambitions in the Caribbean.

(This article originally appeared in CNN Traveller way back in 2007. I am happy to say that very little has changed regarding Providencia since then. There have been further, similar disputes with Nicaragua about the islands and their sovereignty. A non political version of this article was also used for my blog for Colombia.travel)

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