After a good night's sleep we motored out the channel and into the brilliant emerald green waters of the Sea of Abaco once more.
Our comfort level has increased by leaps and bounds these past weeks. We are no longer limited to the recommended routes that form dotted lines all over the charts. We are free to leave the confines of the path most traveled and it feels good.
There were tons of boats anchored out in the harbor and we shouted and waived as we recognized boat after boat. It seemed as if everybody we knew was here!
Friends aboard Flying Pig, whom we hadn't seen since Vero Beach back in December, shouted an invitation to meet them at Snappas at 6 pm. Awesome, we have purpose!
We had a little bit of time to kill before we had to head for happy hour... let's waste it checking out our new digs. We plan to stay here for a week so that we can get some things done on the boat and prepare to receive our daughter. But we didn't have to worry about those things today...
Drinks appeared in our hands and we sat and joined the fracas. We ordered dinner since we missed the free food... no worries, it was great and reasonably priced.
We participated in the chatter until the sun began to set and everyone suddenly disappeared. Bruce and I strolled back to the marina a block away and filled our eyes with this new town.
Marsh Harbour is a real town. There is traffic and stores and restaurants. There are people everywhere and an energy that, we now realize, has been absent in all of the towns we've visited in the Bahamas thus far. "But that's why you GO to the islands... to get AWAY from all of that" you say... and it's true. But this... it has a good vibe. It's a nice change from all of the remoteness. It just feels good. I think we're gonna like it here...