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Published: February 9th 2019
Be sure you have your Sea Card ready again. We are now at the Port Of Nassau. Remember our final port was changed from Labadee, Haiti to Nassau. No big deal because we have been to both before. Actually, we prefer Nassau over Labadee so all is well.....good and dandy.
As I crawl out of bed and flop out onto our balcony......just like a fish out of water as I hurl myself through the sliding doors....I watched another cruise ship smoothly and slowly come along side ours as we are docked in Nassau. It was The Independence of the Seas by Royal Caribbean. Looks like a beauty. Soon after, a Disney ship, a Carnival Ship (Victory) and another cruise ship all docked in a row along with us. Think of the thousands and thousands and thousands of money-carrying folks that descend upon this island. Mucho Moolah! Show me the money!!
First we had to eat.....that’s just a given. I’m sure our listing ship has a heel to one side around our room. Even Lulu has become a little pudgy.
Nassau was windy and chilly this day. We ate in slow motion to let some time pass before we
ventured out. Sam bundled up like an Eskimo. He wasn’t going to be bothered by the inclement weather.
We know the course and direction to travel once on land having been here before. The taxi’s, Tour Bus men and horse drawn carriages people are shrieking at us to get onboard. So pushy. We have taken the tour before. And no way would I ever take the horse carriage ride! I feel way too sorry for those horses. I can’t even look at them. Bless their pathetic little hearts.
The Main Street is just a short hike from the dock. We can do it. We ramble along, recalling the same shops we have gone in before. Eventually we come to their famous Straw Market. You have to see it to understand and believe it. It is a huge open on the sides building. Thousands upon thousands of similar, gaudy, souvenir wares are stacked so high (only long poles can bring them down for your perusal) and so tight, air can’t even pass through the merchandise squished and heaped into the unending booths. You can’t tell where one booth begins and another ends. The island people who run these booths
Disney Cruise Ship
Next to Independence of the Seas
sit on a tiny, folding chair shoved up against their booth. It’s sad to see when they have a child or more packed in with them. I’m not sure how many hours they are open but you have to know it’s a full day and probably into the night. Ugh. As you squeeze yourself through all the tiny aisles, each one of these booth owners are barking at you to buy, buy, buy from them. It’s get to be a bit much and you just have to leave. Cory and Sam were on the hunt for old license plates so they held in there longer than I could. Anyone with claustrophobia could not enter The Straw Market....never! Instant death.
I sat outside on a bench waiting for the rest of our gang. A pitiful, native island guy came staggering up to me and it sounded like he wanted food. I dug in our carry bag and brought out a small pack of cherry yogurt balls. He mumbled some more and pushed them away. I told him that was all I had and he should be grateful. He flopped down on the bench and just continued to mumble unintelligible, crazy
talk. I decided to take his picture so pulled Lulu out and took hers with him in it. What do think? I’m thinking he wanted liquor instead of food. He got neither. Cory came along and “Drunk Dumpy” (I gave him a name) left. Now a security guy was running in our direction. Two little, old Asian women were sitting behind us on a cement wall. We could smell an unusual stench. The guy hollered at them “That’s one big blunt you have there!” Whaaaat? We turned around and the old Asian grandmother was smoking some ugly looking cigarette. She put it out and saved it on her body. Next they joined their family on the bench next to us where Drunk Dumpy had been plopped. More picture taking “of Cory” and others. The pothead was the old gal in the green winter jacket. Enough of The Straw Market.
We moved onward and came to a Pirate Museum. Perfect for Sam....Pirates, canons, Pirates, canons. We only went in their gift shop. Lulu liked it. We exited into a courtyard with canons and pirates on display. Sam used the restroom. In its hallway, he tried to make a rain jacket
All the ships in a row
out of a big plastic bag a seller had wrapped one of his license plates in. It had started to rain in Nassau. Cory tried to assist Sam. The bag didn’t work. It was like a clear straight jacket that didn’t fit. Fortunately, I had an emergency, cheap poncho with me. It was much better than the tight, ill-fitting bag cloak Sam was trying to create.
We passed by a big, old church that was holding a funeral. Interesting to see so much in black: cars, hearse, clothes and people.
Most of the sidewalks in front of all the jewelry, liquor and souvenir stores have roofs over them so we could continue our window shopping experience. A young couple joined us: Lydia & Mark. Sandy & I were using coupons to get the free charms from the hundreds of jewelry stores. Lydia had these coupons but needed help going to the right stores. This was her first cruise. They were on a 3-day one. They were fun....then we parted ways. Lulu was thrilled whenever we went inside a store. Lots of things to check out.
Talk about checking things out!!! OMG!! As we wandered along, I saw
Disney Cruise Ship
Lots of activity on their deck
these two women coming up behind us. I couldn’t get my camera out & ready soon enough to get the front view but caught the back view! So did all the rest of the folks on the sidewalk. The one woman’s umbrella was her biggest covering. Her jacket was open in the front so her “Cha cha bingos” were right out there for everyone’s perusal. However, I think everyone looked lower because her “fur mitt” was only shielded by bedazzlement. Jeeeze. From her waist down, she was clothed only with open net panty hose? A real stripper on the street. Notice in the photo, she is going into Diamonds International. Must be she wants more bedazzling. Welcome to Main St., Nassau. Even Lulu had to close her eyes. The view was burning them out. No wonder Cory needs cataract surgery.
Time to return to the ship. But why?....you ask. Guess! Of course...it’s time to eat! With an ongoing buffet, it’s time to eat ANYTIME. Can’t miss that! Following our nutrious function, we dragged back to our room and collapsed into a luxurious sleep. Exhausted! Finished packing our suitcases and placed them in the hallway outside our door for pickup
Welcome to Nassau
Looking at the shoreline of Nassau
for debarking in the morning. Finally, we lunged toward the dining room for our final meal with our faithful servers. We truly appreciated all their diligent and kind service they provided us. Goodbye hugs to each one of them. Lulu bawled her eyes out when having to bid them adieu. Her eyes and nose are still red from all her blubbering. She’s just like me....I can never say goodbye without slobbering and sobbing.
We made our way back to the Centrum to watch more dancing and singing. People are all looking familiar to us now. We all have been together on this ship for 9 days with one more to go. Cory gave the casino his last lucky chance. Mr. Lucky came out ahead again. Good for you, Casino Crap Cory.
Our wonderful sailing ship has just about brought us to the end of this fabulous excursion. Made even better cause we were with our dear friends, Sam & Sandy. This makes our 6th cruise and I think Sam & Sandy’s 50th. Woweee. They are the King and Queen of the entire Cruising Flotilla. And, of course, your presence was the best! You make all these adventures so
exciting and fun filled. Don’t unpack your suitcases when you get them tomorrow. This party isn’t over yet! We still have more places to go and things to see and do. Catch you at the security line in the morning.
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