The Bahamas

A prelude from the Lakefront on a cold Wednesday in February. I had errands to run, and good company, so I played hooky, signed a new lease, and walked by the lake in the falling snow.

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24 hours later:

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Ocean!

Sunset, Day 1

On Friday, we borrowed bikes from the resort and rode all over the central island

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– from the resort to Port Lucaya

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Miami Vice

then to the International Bazaar

International Bazaar

Payphones

then to downtown Freeport, where we visited the post office and the only vegetarian-focused store on the island, then back to our resort, 20 miles in total.

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This was my first time traveling with Karen – my first time traveling with anyone except a partner since the road trips to Bonnaroo – and it worked splendidly. We complained in equal measure, shared a mutual disinterest in being social with other resort guests, and savored naps and free girlie cocktails. We avoided the resort staff like the plague, called in a noise complaint at midnight, and were unduly interested in Cool Dad’s mealtime choices. On our last day, we didn’t do a damned thing.

Doin' it right

Braids!

And it was perfect.

Beach. Sunset.

Happy

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