Grand Bahama and Port Lucaya

A water taxi ride away was Port Lucaya. Like everything in the Bahamas, it was bright and colorful.



But the cheery paint didn't fool me. Run down and empty, it was another ghost town experience.



Half of the stores were closed and out of business despite promises to "Open Soon!"



I went into the drug store and was too afraid of the dodgy shopkeeper who stared at me to take pictures.



For New Year's Eve, we took the water taxi back to Port Lucaya to find some celebration. We found a rather wonderful little restaurant, Agave, serving surprisingly well priced and tasty food. I enjoyed several chocolate martinis and enjoyed the people watching. For once it seemed like a busy place and it wasn't just the locals. Everyone was out to have a good night.



The restaurant passed out party favors and noise makers, encouraging the tourists to partake in the festivities. I was thrilled. It's the little things, right?



Other uses for party hats.



The next morning we took the tender down the shoreline to find a nice beach to spend New Year's Day at.



It was by far the nicest place I had seen on the island.



Once we got the jet skis in the water, we spent our afternoons off exploring the island.



I had a lot of fun driving the jet ski, but man was I sore after the first day!



It was endlessly fascinating to see straight down into the crystal clear water.