As our vacation (with kids!) drew to a close, we thought we'd spend a little time in the big city of Nassau. But first, a little breakfast with the help of the greatest invention known to man, the travel high chair (aka Aiden's prison.)
For a fairly irreligious community, The Bahamas sure has a lot of churches. This beautiful cathedral is right in the heart of Nassau.
You can't be in Nassau and not stop at the Straw Market, a place I find extremely stressful. There's a lot of bartering involved and a lot of "It's $20, but for YOU, $15." I don't like to pay full price for anything, but most of the sellers look like they could use a few extra bucks, so I don't want to ream them. It is also nearly impossible to be a nice person there, because sellers are constantly in your face yelling at you and touching your children! Some of my "no, thank yous" turned into adamant "NOs" by the end of our visit.
And of course, Liam wanted to touch everything, which didn't help matters, because touching means we must need to buy that!
This carved conch was HUGE and beautiful and...$900.
Allegedly, when Christopher Columbus discovered the New World, he landed in The Bahamas.
A couple of our Straw Market purchases: a straw hat and bongo drum. Paired together, they made for one cool toddler ensemble.
He takes his music very seriously.
Rawson Court is still standing strong, though their front gate could use a facelift.
That evening, we drove to the opposite side of the island to have dinner at Wes's coworker's house. We LOVE the Cole's. Alan's British accent really put the finishing touch on my time on the island. They just recently finished building the house, which was amazingly beautiful.
Best. Purchase. Ever.
Thanks to Alan, we now have a somewhat acceptable family picture! Well done.
Liam entertained us all with some tribal dancing to a groovy bongo beat.
Is it just me, or is Aiden fully aware that he looks like a mobster?
After dinner, I asked Alan if he ever plays his grand piano (which has a room all to itself.) He said he didn't and invited me to play it. We all sat around the piano and rocked out to Andrew Lloyd Weber's "I Don't Know How to Love Him," a fitting end to an evening with our friends from across the pond. Thanks for the delicious dinner and great hospitality!
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