They arrived hot and tired, shedding platinum mink stoles and loosening neckties. Shoulders sagged under three cameras (black-and-white, color, movies). Hand baggage bulged with lotions, nostrums, Doctor Zhivago and Around the World with Auntie Mame.
On the Caribbean's U.S. and British islands, which are both politically and isothermally hospitable, the winter tourist season was at its peak last week, and the peak had never been so high. "Don't even mention Caribbean to me," complained the New York manager of Happiness Tours. "Montego Bay, San Juan, Kingston. St. Thomas—all hopelessly jammed through...
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