EASTER IN THE BAHAMAS

Not your average run-of-the-mill EASTER celebration, although most businesses were closed from Friday to Monday. The ten-foot wide streets of Green Turtle Cay were deserted. Managed to sneak in a 'FISH-FRY' at a local church fund-raiser. Deep-fried fish with the heads on and a hot-cross bun, now there's a combination for you. Walked the island to get some real exercise. The town itself is picture-book quaint.



On Saturday we sailed on to the next stop in the island chain to Baker's Beach at Guana Cay. Beautiful pink-white sand and blue water.
( Now that's what we're talkin' about).

Shades of Marilyn Monroe ventured out and everyone swam and dived and even the BBQ grill got a cleaning in the sand, which was long overdue having been punished with steak, pork chops, fish and various in-betweens for some time. And then onto "NIPPERS" the famous beach bar for some spiritual essence and a Sunday pork roast. We ate as though we had never ever eaten before. It's the salt in the air we think.



Why would you put up a standard International globally aprroved red and white reflective "STOP" sign when you don't have to. Why not go for the Bahamian flag colors instead. Now that is island-style. Most of the islands have golf carts and it is not exactly the Daytona 500.



Corina's camera is jamb-packed with photos of this beach and all of us in the water. Photo after photo trying to capture the beauty of it all forever. The sand is a pinkish hue from all the crushed shell grit and coral.
The pink sand beach goes for miles.



Sunday, 12.30 pm at NIPPERS and the much publisized egg-hunt is on, beach style. This is not the White House lawn, this is Nipper's lawn. Chocolate eggs in the sand and in the water. I still have difficulty reconciling this rabbits, chocolate eggs, Jesus thing, but I'll get over it. Now as for the next picture......... No trouble reconciling that at all.........



This sailing life is a hard way to spend a living............. but someone has to do it................right....

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Had to have our photo taken with the tractor. This is the most photographed monument in the islands particularly if you've had a few of those wonderful pink rum drinks at NIPPERS. (Spencer, the tractor driver of Yacht "TREEHOUSE" has one in his hand as a souvenir). Everywhere there are abandoned earth-moving machines. Once there's a mechanical breakdown, it is far cheaper to bring another machine to the islands than to fix the broken one, and the "was" spends the rest of its days where it last stood. Island-style. The beat of the music and dancing continued at "Grabbers" where we passed a few more hours trying to get back to the dinghies. Monday morning and anchors are up for the next leg to Marsh Harbor on the island of Grand Bahama.
So....... How was your Easter?......

Oh.... and today, Tuesday, we should clear in with Customs and Immigration, since officially, we are not yet in the Bahamas.............