Put Down Your Phone (After Booking): Why Harbour Island's Pink Sands Can't Wait Another Season
Look, I get it. You’re busy. Between doom-scrolling, group chats that should have died three years ago, and that one app that tells you how bad you slept (spoiler: it’s always bad), your phone practically lives in your hand. But if there’s one thing that deserves your full, undivided attention, it’s Harbour Island’s ridiculously perfect, cotton-candy-pink beaches. Yes, pink. And no, not like "maybe in the right light after three piña coladas." I’m talking legitimately, beautifully, Instagram-breakingly pink sand that makes you question everything you thought you knew about beaches. If that’s not enough to make you book a flight, let’s break down why you need to go—now.
3/22/20252 min read


My1. It’s Pink Sand, Not a Filter
We’ve all been catfished by vacation photos before. (Looking at you, “cozy Airbnb” that was actually someone’s repurposed garage.) But Harbour Island’s Pink Sands Beach? Zero catfish. All magic. The sand gets its signature hue from microscopic coral insects (sounds gross, but stay with me), whose shells mix with the white sand to create that “Did I just walk into a pastel dream?” effect.
2. No Crowds, Just Vibes
Unlike those packed beaches where you have to fight for three inches of towel space and dodge frisbees like an Olympic athlete, Harbour Island is blissfully quiet. You’ll have space to actually relax instead of stress-texting your group chat about how someone just set up their beach chair six inches from your face.
3. The Golf Carts Are the Main Form of Transport
This island is so delightfully small (and rich-people fancy) that golf carts are the primary way to get around. Do you know what this means? No honking, no traffic, no angry commuters—just you, a golf cart, and the open road (aka, charming little streets lined with pastel cottages). It’s like a Caribbean version of The Truman Show, minus the existential crisis.
4. Celebs Love It, But No One Bothers Them (Or You!)
If you like the idea of casually vacationing where the rich and famous go but without dealing with influencer mobs, this is your spot. Harbour Island is where celebs go to disappear. No one cares if you’re Leonardo DiCaprio or just some guy named Leonard from Ohio. Privacy is king here.
5. The Water is So Clear, You’ll Think Your Vision Improved
Seriously, you could drop your phone in the water and still read your embarrassing old text messages from the bottom of the ocean. Not that I recommend dropping your phone, because: (a) saltwater damage, and (b) you’re supposed to be disconnecting, remember?
6. Conch. Lots of Conch.
If you’ve never had fresh conch salad, you haven’t lived. If you have had it but not in the Bahamas, you’ve also been doing it wrong. Just know that you will consume an ungodly amount of conch while here—raw, fried, in a fritter, possibly in a smoothie (okay, not really, but I wouldn’t be mad).
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Alright, Time to Book—Then PUT. DOWN. YOUR. PHONE.
Now that you’re convinced (and if you’re not, we can’t be friends), it’s time to book your trip. Grab your flights, snag a luxury beachfront stay (affiliate link alert! Check out the best hotels here), and then—for the love of all things vacation—put your phone down and actually enjoy it.
No emails. No notifications. No panic-Googling "Can pink sand cure burnout?" (Maybe? Who knows.) Just you, a beach that looks like a fairytale, and enough tropical drinks to make you forget your screen time stats ever existed.
And hey, when you get back? Sign up for my email list below so I can keep convincing you to book outrageously fabulous trips. You deserve it. Now go pack.
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