October 27th, 2010

Kid friendly vacations for parents.

kid friendly vacations at The Buccaneer make parents very happy

(click photo to read this issue of Buccaneer Notes) – Parents who travel with children to a more exotic, unique vacation destination are building memories which will last a lifetime. At The Buccaneer, we’ve got decades of experience satisfying the discerning tastes of guests of all ages, especially the under-eighteen set.

With 340 acres of beautifully maintained tropical landscape, your children will find enough unique activities and adventures to keep them happily busy for your entire stay with us. And, when the kids are happy, their parents can truly relax.

October 24th, 2010

Best family resort? Ask other families.

Best Family Resort

We find that the descriptive phrases in online reviews of The Buccaneer are more wonderful than modesty allows us to write. So, in this Buccaneer Note, I’ve compiled a series of nearly 50 reviews and woven their words together. These are the words of our guests; I’ve simply changed the verb tense and put them into paragraph form.

Our goal is to provide you and your family an experience that surpasses your expectations of a Caribbean family vacation. When it’s your turn to write a review, your own descriptive phrases will find their way back to us and be included in a future Buccaneer Note.

October 11th, 2010

The Buccaneer Winter Escape. Columbus would have loved it.

Christopher Columbus missed out on Tropical Luxury

(Click photo to read more) Christopher Columbus arrived in St. Croix November 14th, 1493. He missed out on a terrific offer. Make sure you don’t miss out by clicking here to save money on your journey to The Buccaneer this winter.

October 6th, 2010

Sweet Tropical Luxury – Our Sugar Mill

tropical luxury still a tradition at The Buccaneer

(Click the photo to read more) Sugar mills began to dot the landscape of St. Croix in the late 1700s and they were in two varieties – animal mills and wind-powered mills; the wind-powered variety being the tall haunting sentries we see perched high up on the wind-swept hills.