I am bouncing about in the tiniest aeroplane I’ve ever flown in when the 11-mile arc of white sand now known as Princess Diana Beach comes into view. The 15-minute flight from Antigua, which moments ago felt like an eternity, is plainly now a ticket to paradise.
Tiny Barbuda, which was left decimated by Hurricane Irma in 2017, had just two weeks earlier opened its brand new airport. It is now – depending on who you ask – reopening for business or on a fast track to becoming an exclusive billionaires’ enclave.
