Hope Town in the sunshine is truely GLORIOUS. The turquoise sea shimmers, the candy striped lighthouse draws your eye towards it, sweeping past the boats moored in the harbour. It really is picture postcard.
Our house was cool - two bedrooms, great open kitchen and living area with a porch outside. (www.seagullcottages.com - we were in Gully's Nest) There was a pool outside, although at this time of year it was best used to chill the beers. Best of all, we had a little 13' Boston Whaler to potter up the creek and into the harbour with.
Maia loved this little boat. We were totally paranoid about her going over the edge for the first few rides and clamped her to us fiercely. Once we had relaxed a bit (thank you Bacardi, thank you Kalik) we let her sit on her own next to us and even let her drive. (What she didn't know was that the wheel she was happily twisting and turning was not connected to the outboard.) She sat in the boat, wind rushing through her hair shouting 'Faster Captain Mummy! Faster!'
Hope Town was a dream. We ate (almost) once a day at Cap'n Jacks, where I ate the best cracked conch I have ever had. We found out that Vernon's Grocery has better stock than Harbour View. The Lighthouse Liquor Store has very reasonable prices, even for Nassau, let alone an Out Island.
I had a 'This is where I want to be' moment on the top of the lighthouse looking out over blue sky and turquoise seas and pretty little candy coloured houses. We zipped between the yachts in the harbour and found out that people sail down from Canada to be there. I am not at all surprised.
We went to see a house for sale, and got there by boat. The woman who rented us the house drove us in the boat to another island, called Lubber's Quarters, and Maia yelled and shouted and whooped and shrieked the whole way there.
A boat baby. How perfect is that?
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