We arrived Guana Cay, Abaco on Dec. 12 with plans to cross to Eleuthera ASAP. We are still here. Well, here again, I should say. We flew back to N.C. for a week since the weather prevented our 10 hour open ocean crossing to Spanish Wells. We’re wimps and don’t do these passages with either high wind or worse yet, high seas.
Because we booked flights so late, the only day we could return (before Jan. 1, 2014) was Dec. 24.
Both of us would really have preferred to have Christmas day in NC with friends and family and we were not looking forward to a long day with no special celebration.
We had gotten up at 3:00 to catch our flight from RDU to Miami and on to Marsh Harbour. From there we took the ferry to Guana. I didn’t feel like cooking so we asked around to see if any restaurant was open Christmas eve. Turns out Nippers was. Hoping for some holiday cheer, we headed up to Nippers at 6:00 for dinner. That was all we expected. Some folks gave us a ride up the hill in their 4-seater golf cart, and told us Santa was coming at 6:30.
I ran ( okay maybe a fast walk) back to the boat to get my camera since the place was full of people enjoying (lots) of holiday cheer and it looked like things would get even jollier than the old man himself could create.
Some place along the line, Claudia (age 20 something) came to our table and after a few more drinks and dances-one with her Dad, Roger, and me- invited us to Christmas dinner. Gretchen, mom of this group- said if we came, it would make her Christmas. How could we refuse?
The wind came up, really up-as predicted and we had a rocky night at the dock. I think it was the wind that made my head move faster than my body, but I admit to more Christmas eve than usual too. So, Christmas morning after gifts, breakfast and showers, I cooked my famous garlic-cheese grits to take. Claudia and Madeline arrived on time, we grabbed a bottle of wine and in the back of their golf cart headed west on the one road along the Cay to their house overlooking the Sea of Abaco.
Roger grilled lobster tails, steaks and conch. We had never had grilled conch. Gretchen fried conch for her first time and we had all the trimmings, mashed potatoes, green beans, corn on the cob and of course cheese grits. so, we had Christmas dinner with Roger, Gretchen, Claudia, Taylor, Casey, Madeline, Angie and Jeff. Even adding the two of us, I’m sure no one went hungry. We finally hitch a rid back about 4:30 and only had a Caesar salad with water for dinner. The final plan was to go to Grabbers for fireworks but we didn’t make it.
So, Christmas was one of those serendipitous events that always turn out well since it carries no expectations and everything and everyone exceeds the non-expectations. So, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!