Last day in Freeport

So I leave Freeport tomorrow morning. Our week here has been wonderful; full of days lying in the sun, soaking up her rays and playing in the water. Tomorrow morning we head off to Nassau to spend a few days at the Atlantis before I leave on the ship.

As for the rest of the week, we went to the Lucayan National Park yesterday. We rented out scooters and rode the ‘15-30 min” – it actually turned out to be 50 or so-- to the park. It was very small, but kinda cute. There were two caves that you could walk in. They had a mixture of fresh and salty water that created an interesting net for the fishes. They could not come up to the surface really because they came from the salty waters of the sea.

After the caves we crossed the street to another section of the park which included the marshland and the beach. The marsh was full of aquatic life, fish were circulating around the bridge supports and crabs could be seen hiding in the root systems of the trees and brush. Once we got to the beach all else was forgotten. It was stunning, miles of pristine white sand --softer than anything at the resort--squished between our toes as we walked out towards the sea. The tide was low creating sandbanks and pounds. As we headed south along the shore mom, Miss Eagle-Eye as Pam affectionately calls her, found not one, but two starfish. The larger one was alive so she hung on to it to show it to a few kids who were also at the beach, while keeping the dead one to bring home. Pam and I had a little luck with coral that had washed up. The past few hurricanes destroyed much of the reef system here and the broken coral has drifted onto the beaches.

After that we scootered over to a local town for a bit of lunch and headed back to the resort before we got trapped in the approaching storm.

Pam and Mom have found this retreat to be very “productive.” I find that an interesting word choice beings that all we mainly do is sit on the beach and let our dry Colorado skin absorb the moisture. Ah well, ces’t la vie.