I think this should be the official greeting on Eleuthera Island in the Bahamas. But more on that later.
After a thirty year hiatus from The Bahamas, Big Surf Daddy returned with his bride of the same number of years, Mrs. BS (she will probably not like the way this looks in print). We were on Paradise Island for our honeymoon in 1985. I remember we ate a lot of lobster. So much so that the government banished us for thirty years, they said it would take that long for the lobsters to repopulate. After we left they had to look for another ocean delicacy for tourists and honeymooners to consume. They found it…. conch.
We ate conch fritters, conch pizza, conch chowder, cracked conch, conch ravioli, and my favorite, conch salad. This latter dish was prepared for Big Surf by a lovely Eleutheran chef in a small stand on the sea wall in Tarpum Bay. As I watched her execute this simple native dish of chopped onions, celery, peppers, and fresh raw conch with the lime juice and orange juice dressing, I couldn’t help take in the scene of this small town located on the bay with one small dock and brightly colored houses.
It was getting late in the day and the sun was glistening off the aquamarine water of the Caribbean. I asked her if she ever got tired of the view. She looked at me with that “you really can’t be that daft” look. Then she smiled as all Bahamians do when confronted with another stupid American tourist query and I knew. How could anyone get tired of this?
How could anyone get tired of white sandy beaches kissed by water so aqua that it can only be experienced? Just looking at it is somehow not enough. How could anyone get tired of beaches that are so private, you feel like an Onassis.
The above photo is from the southern-most tip of Eleuthera Island called Lighthouse Beach. The Atlantic Ocean is on the right and the Caribbean Ocean is on the left. There are more oceans in this photo than people, and that includes the photographer.
Big Surf Daddy’s legend was born on Oahu but his heart was left on Eleuthera.
Oh, one bit of advice if you go and order the conch pizza, eat it all. As my cousin found out, it doesn’t get better the next day and Immodium is not cheap on Eleuthera Island.
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