Edson (I can hook you up at Best Buy) McLean was right. It really is a Jeep thing!
I just got back from eight days in beautiful St. Maarten and I have to admit, one of the best parts of my trip was the Jeep I rented. It made all the difference in the world.
First, being the word of mouth aficionado I am, I’ll get my recommendations out of the way:
- I highly recommend St. Maarten/St. Martin as a vacation destination. It was amazing.
- I highly recommend using vacationstogo.com for your travel stuff. They were great. Cheap and everything totally worked out.
- I highly recommend staying at the Princess Height Condominiums if you go to St. Maarten. It was a great place and absolutely worth the price.
That leaves me to my last recommendation. If you do go to St. Maarten (or any place like it with roads that are, well, less than perfectly paved and more like a roller coaster track than a well designed road) rent a Jeep (and use Prestige Value Rental Cars – a local company that was great). I loved every minute of my Jeep and I will NEVER drive in a place like St. Maarten with anything less!
Consider that the street I live on (not a major thoroughfare) is almost twice the size of the WIDEST road in St. Maarten. And trucks, buses, SUVs, etc. all use the roads. And they drive fast. Driving there was pretty damn scary sometimes, I must admit.
Up and down huge, steep hills, round blind corners, pot holes and cracks in the roads that make Detroit streets seem smooth and silky – it’s how the roads are there. All this on roads that were usually less than two lanes. Most were like one and a half lanes or even one lane road (these are all two-way roads, mind you). And people park on some of them. I’m not joking.
Add one last scary scenario. Nobody on St. Maarten seems to do anything very fast with the exception of driving. It was insane. They would pass on blind curves, going uphill. They would pass with oncoming traffic less than 100 yards away and coming at them fast! You get the picture. In a situation like this, you need power. You need control. You need speed. You need a JEEP!
It was SO FUN driving that Jeep. Taking those bumps and hills and curves with complete confidence was a good feeling. I even went off road a few times. That was a bit crazy and I’d rather not talk about it. I’m still married and we’ll leave it at that.
Well, it really wasn’t all about fun. I never felt like I couldn’t make it up a rain-slicked 40-degree hill. Even when I nearly flew off the road, hanging by two wheels as I dodged speeding trucks coming around corners, I knew I was in good hands. My Jeep was my protector. And I never feared for my life going down those same hills.
My Jeep was my friend. And it was worth every penny I spent renting it for the week. I laughed out loud as I flew by idiots who couldn’t drive over 10mph for fear they crack an axle or blow a tire in their $25 dollar a day Hyundai’s. Suckers. Should have got a Jeep. Potholes be damned. I kind of felt like George Patton riding to victory in my Jeep. Just a little.
So there it is. Next time you visit an island with less than perfect roads, a Jeep is your perfect solution. Enjoy paradise with the only vehicle worthy of being called the original.
As the folks at Jeep tell you – have fun out there!