North Eleuthera – Nature’s Powers

Calypso's Fire in a Hatchet Bay sunset

We were welcomed to Eleuthera by Rainbow Cay and the turquoise waters of its northern cove and white sand beach that was as ideal as any postcard you could conceive.  I jumped off the boat after breakfast to swim across the harbor toward the rocks in hopes of finding a lobster dinner for the Captain and myself, but was fairly disappointed in the amount of sea life there was in general – definitely no lobsters to be found!  After such a hard go of it the day before, the Captain and I decided to take the day to clean the boat, relax, and do some swimming in the area to just unwind.  Unfortunately, the night of rocking due to sea swells was enough of an annoyance that the next morning, we were a bit wound up again and ready to work our way back up to the original destination the night before: Alice Town off Hatchet Bay.

When Things Aren’t Wonderful…

On our last day in Nassau, the Captain and I ventured in to town with a few copies of my resume` in hand and “dress shoes” in the backpack to change into from my customary flip flops.  We had seen a sign for the Pan American Health Organization’s (PAHO) office during one of our previous trips and I was determined to at least make contact with them as a jumping-into-the-employment-search platform.  You see, PAHO is the Central/South American/Caribbean arm of the World Health Organization (WHO) and I had become familiar with them during my time as a Peace Corps Volunteer; my supervisor – Dr. Dorothy Blake – was a fairly accomplished mover and shaker within PAHO and was helping negotiate better HIV drug prices with American pharmaceutical companies while I worked for her.

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!

The Bridge that Separates – Potter’s Cay Market (Fish Fry) Side (Part II)

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.