This was the last time I went to St Vincent to date. I had spent so much time there over the previous seven years, it had become one of the most familiar destinations for my work, and pleasure. That I still could find new interests here in this tiny country is a testament to how diverse and wonderful small island nations can be. It has changed somewhat since – the new airport in Argyle is now close to completion. The disastrous cricket ground for the World Cup sits as a sore reminder of bad planning in Arnos Vale. I am sure more hillsides are being covered in houses, squats or not, and the number of resorts, villas, marinas are increasing, particularly in the Grenadines. I wonder what happened to the little dog we adopted.
I just hope the character of St Vincent and the Grenadines is preserved as they continue to strive to develop and it does not become just yet another Caribbean island emulating the USA and capitulating to the tourist dollar at the expense of a more diverse island. To increase diversity away from the banana industry was a prime objective of the work we were doing. The more I explored St Vincent the more I saw it was already very diverse; maybe there is a way of capturing that for the good of its whole population
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