The View
from Here:
    Ellen Lampert-Greaux lives in Petite Saline, and when she's not organizing the St. Barthélemy film festival, or supervising the local volleyball league, or writing for various magazines, she turns her all-seeing eye upon local happenings.
    May '03
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    St Barth By Night
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    Did you ever see those postcards that are completely black, with white letters that say “Cleveland By Night” or “Kabul By Night” or some other god-forsaken place where it is assumed not much goes on after sunset. The way things are going around here it seems that you could make one like that for St Barth sometime soon. What? This internationally famous playground for the rich and famous has nothing to do at night? Where are the fabulous parties and scintillating nightlife for the glitzy and the glamorous? What do the beautiful people do after dark? I ran into a young couple the other day who told it like this: “After dinner in Gustavia we wanted to listen to some live music so we walked down to the end of the dock. First try, Key West Cafe, that we remembered from last year, but it has been turned into a real estate office. Second try, Buena Vista where the owner said “sorry mate, we’re closed” with an accent that sounded a lot like Crocodile Dundee. Then down to the Bete A Z'Ailes where a band from New York announced its last song for the night. At midnight. So we walked over to Luna but were told we couldn’t come in, as we weren’t dressed up enough. No jeans allowed.” A good thing they didn’t try Le Petit Club or Le Ti Saint Barth. They would have been closed as well. New rules seem to be in effect requiring bars and restaurants to close at midnight, at least during the week. And a few places that have been in violation have been closed for a few months for “administrative purposes.” Whatever that means. I may have to go to a meeting of the new non-profit organization, For The Best Of Saint Barth, to find out why people think rolling up the sidewalks at midnight is good for the island. Or maybe they are trying to roll back the clocks to an era when life was simpler and quieter here on the island. When there were no bars or nightclubs. When the palm trees were au natural rather than wrapped in Christmas lights. When the only lights at night were the stars. That might be okay for the residents of the island, but visitors might be looking for something more exciting to do than watch a lunar eclipse (we had one Thursday night that was quite something!). Or have their plans for a bbq with friends or a film washed out by the rain (that was last night’s scenario). In the meantime, the rumor mill has it that at least two, if not three, new daily or weekly newspapers are in the works for the island. So while there may not be much to do at night, at least there should be plenty to read.
    More to come,
    Ellen Lampert-Greaux
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