As we continue living our Island life, I
would like to share some of the hardships we have had to put up with. The
hustle and bustle of the city has never made it here. Everything here is on
“Island time”, meaning… “ when I get to
it ”.
Stores or
businesses that have posted opening or closing hours, are just used as a guideline. We stupidly went
to the laundry that said, “open 8:30 am”, and showed up right on the dot. Only
to find it still closed. After calling the owner and told he would be there in
15min. we were let in at around 11:00am
Remember: ISLAND TIME
There are some things that are hard to get used to. After numerous close calls attempting to cross the road, I think it has finally sunk in that they drive on the other side.
Some of the other things that are different
are:
·
Laundry
and the meat market pick you up and
drive you there, in the back of a pick-up truck (note: you need a seatbelt if
you are in the cab but not in the back)
·
Best
baked goods and vegtables are sold under a palm tree.
·
Marine
charts, sold at the boutique
·
Garbage
collection, at the gas station
·
DVD
sold at the hardware store
·
Seafood,
sold at the hair salon
·
Internet,
at the bar
·
Water
at the grocery store dinghy dock
·
And
best of all AA stands for alcohol appreciation
Sailing is truly part of the Bahamian heritage, they showcase
it well. We were rooting for the boat, Lady Muriel, last year’s champ, who this
year was overtaken by Red Stripe.
We had a meeting today with other cruisers, it is sad but it
is time to hoist the sails and head further south to sit out hurricane season.
We will be heading to Turks and Caicos, then on to Luperon, in the Dominican
Republic. We will miss the beautiful beach, which we have renamed, “Our Beach”
because we are usually the only ones on it. We can walk five miles of beach and
never see another person, very good for taking baths and naked snorkeling. I
guess it’s the hike over the hill which serves as a great wind barrier from the
strong east wind, that also keeps people from enjoying the ocean beach. Another one of our favorite
places is the blue hole which is full of fish. We feed them every day. I know
they will miss us.
The women in the liquor store will be able to take some time
off, now that we are gone.
We have just gotten used to the wet dinghy rides 1 ¼ miles
across the harbour to Georgetown to get water, groceries and, most important
beer and rum. We have learned to do this in bathing suits because we will be
soaked anyways. The harbour is usually very choppy, no chance at staying dry.