Petit St. Vincent Resort
Review
Character and identity
Petit St. Vincent occupies its own 135-acre islet in the southern Grenadines, reached by boat and shared with no other development: just jungle hills, coral-sand beaches on both Caribbean and Atlantic sides, and 22 one- and two-bedroom cottages built from local blue bitch stone and purpleheart wood. The aesthetic, originally laid out in the late 1960s and lightened during the 2012 refresh, leans deliberately analogue: cane furniture, rush mats, no keys, no TVs, no phones, no Wi-Fi, no air conditioning. A beachside restaurant and a spa pitched at visiting yachts as well as resident guests round out the offering. Service runs Aman-influenced and discreet.
Who's it for
Best for:
Couples and honeymooners chasing genuine seclusion, and seasoned travellers who want a Caribbean that feels uninhabited. If your idea of luxury is a private stretch of sand, dinner on the veranda, and going days without seeing another guest, this is close to unmatched.
Should look elsewhere:
Anyone who wants connectivity, air conditioning, a pool, nightlife, or a polished resort buzz. The mosquitoes can bite hard, the cottages are deliberately low-tech, and the time-warp aesthetic (Palmolive soap, spray starch with the iron) will frustrate guests expecting contemporary five-star kit.
Bottom line
What you're paying for here is privacy at a scale almost no other Caribbean property can match, not a slick contemporary hotel product. Book it if disconnection is the point; skip it if it isn't. A one-bedroom cottage on the Caribbean side is the sweet spot, and the Easter-to-June shoulder brings blooming foliage and softer rates than the winter peak.