Saint John is two-thirds nature preserve. It has great hikes, beaches, and hikes to beaches. The town of Cruz Bay has most of the human population, and it is denser and more happening than in Christiansted.
There is no airport to Saint John, but I took a little plane to Saint Thomas and then hopped on the ferry over.
My companion’s and my bags were carried uphill to our love nest by this studly hunk of man.
Upon arriving, I right away did a little hike into some nature from town.
Here is said town.
I took a somewhat hardcore hike down to a beach and back.
Guess the name of the trail. 
Going down. 
Some old Danish ruins on the way. 
Lost the trail here. Can you see the trail? 
Found it. 
Lots of hermit crabs near the beach. 
Danish plantation/sugar mill ruins. 
The beach. 
And now the way back up. 
The trail is quite overgrown sometimes. 
And these are mean. 
Termites? Wasps? I don’t know. 
I got back to the road. 
Walked down the road a bit to some more Danish ruins. 
You could go in these ones. 
Pretty pretty. 
Then a bit more walking to this restaurant. 
Where I ate this.
The islands most popular beach is Trunk Bay.
And don’t worry, I do have some pictures of those sexy, sexy chickens up the road to my apartment.
