The first automobiles sputtered onto the island and sent shockwaves through the tiny community. Like an Uber vs taxi cab feud, the carriage drivers were in an uproar.
A Gutsy Life
Unfortunately, St. Martin’s days of skunk oil baths and fly-infested galette came to an abrupt end on June 6, 1822.
Stairway to Heaven
I hung back, wanting to savor my first glimpse. Would it be worth the aches and pains I’d surely feel tomorrow?
Holding Down the Fort
Hot steamy water flowed into six private bathing chambers, each tricked out with its own Cialis-style tub, but despite these painstaking efforts, a soldier’s hygiene was a dodgy business.
Bro, Where’s the Castle?! Reboot
My brother also picked up on the manor house vibe after a white-knuckle drive—that included a standoff with a tour bus—through the narrow twists and turns of the highlands.