You step off the boat and your toes are in the sand in seconds. Music is floating out of the bar. Someone hands you a Painkiller. And just like that, you’ve arrived. This not a beach bar. This is the beach bar. This is White Bay. This is Jost Van Dyke. In the pantheon of Caribbean beach towns, no place captures the barefoot, rum-soaked, sandy-footed joy of island life quite like Jost Van Dyke in the British Virgin Islands.
This tiny island — just three square miles — packs more punch than destinations ten times its size. It’s where legendary beach bars were born, where the music plays late,...
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