Posted on: January 21, 2013
Dispatch, Bahamas: The remote vacationBefore joining the hubbub at the annual Caribbean Travel Marketplace, sponsored by the Caribbean Hotel & Tourism Association at Atlantis on Jan. 20, Caribbean editor Gay Nagle Myers spent a couple of low-key days in the Out Islands, where conch is king and roosters have the right of way.
I’m on an island three miles long by half-a-mile wide. It’s hard to find on a map.
My journey began in Nassau, where I flew on a 20-minute Bahamasair flight into North Eleuthera International Airport, a very small airport on an island 110 miles long and two miles wide.
A 15-minute, $5 water taxi ride from Three Island Dock on Eleuthera brought me to Harbour Island, a tiny sliver of land with 12 small, upscale hotels and inns; island ladies selling beads and straw bags; and a three-mile beach with pink sand.
Electric golf carts rule the roads. The 1,500 carts just about equal the population.
I love driving the cart. Top speed is 20 mph, so I can’t cause much havoc. The island has no traffic lights, but then again there’s not much traffic.
People here don’t pronounce the “H” at the beginning of words, so it’s "'Arbour Island" where I am, and the greeting is “ello.” Always with a smile.
I’ve had more conch in three meals than most people do in a two-week stay, including a conch omelet at Valentine’s Resort & Marina, the largest hotel (41 rooms).
I tried the rum punch and hummingbird cake at lunch at Coral Sands, the second-largest place with 39 rooms, and I’m headed to Blu Bungalow for another culinary experience at dinner.
I left Harbour Island on Saturday, heading back to the big-time on Eleuthera. So many islands, so little time.Follow Gay Nagle Myers on Twitter @gnmtravelweekly.
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