After leaving Hatchet Bay, our next stop was in the first
settlement of the Bahamas: Governor’s Harbour.
This sleepy little town has almost as many white people as black it
would seem due mostly to people who were leaving governments and slavery laws
they did not agree with. The first night
there, we stumbled into the elementary school’s variety show because I was
beckoned off the boat by the smell of grilling chicken (which was not as good
as the jerk chicken found in Jamaica, but still good) and the sounds of large stacks of
speakers. We were entertained by the
school kids performing songs, poetry readings, and choreographed dance
routines; however, I was more fascinated by all the white faces and blond hair
I was seeing than by the kids whose voices were turned up to ear-splitting
levels on the sound system.
My husband and I decided to try a less-traveled lifestyle and have bought a 32-foot boat to live on with our two cats. We look forward to sailing Calypso's Fire through the Caribbean Sea and living life as an adventure! We want everyone to be there with us - in spirit if not in person - through these accounts of our stories!
Showing posts with label Bahamas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bahamas. Show all posts
May 16, 2012
April 25, 2012
Bands, Lights, Friends, and Warships
It’s been a little while since we left Nassau and I should
have typed this up as soon as I could.
Unfortunately, that didn’t happen…
However, what may be fortunate for you, Dear Reader, is that means I
will only write about the events that stand out in my mind now that we have
left – meaning that you only get the short version of the good stuff!
Labels:
Bahamas,
beaches,
friends,
marching bands,
Peace Corps
Location:
Nassau, The Bahamas
April 13, 2012
The Bridge that Separates – Potter’s Cay Market (Fish Fry) Side (Part II)
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| Bridge with Potter's Cay (the Fish Fry) underneath |
The day after our excursion to Atlantis, the Captain and I had more mundane tasks to accomplish, such as buying charts for the southern part of the Bahamas and acquiring some good fishing lures (you can read about what happened to our last one here) for helping to cut down on the cost of food. So, by foot this time, we headed out into the big, scary city of Nassau in the direction of the marine store instead of toward the downtown hubbub of merry people from the cruise ships. I honestly think that if some of the people we have talked to would have had a day in Nassau like the one we were in for, they would be slower to leave and quicker to compliment this town.
Labels:
Bahamas,
conch salad,
cruisers,
Nassau,
Potter's Cay
Location:
Potters Cay, The Bahamas
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