Thanksgiving — Thursday, November 27, 2025. Dawn.

When we’d wandered around town during our last stint in Marsh Harbour, we got the sense that the Bahamians didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving. We never saw Thanksgiving or even autumn-ish decorations. The one and only sign that we’d seen with the word “Thanksgiving” was at a hotel, saying they would be serving a traditional Thanksgiving meal in the restaurant today.

As we did our morning chores and school work, a conga line of boats came into the anchorage. Inclement weather was coming, and the winds were forecast to shift several times. This was one of the few anchorages in the area that had good protection from the several directions that the wind was forecast come from. As we’d already mentioned, some were fast boats, probably just here for the holiday weekend. Some of them were slower cruising boats, many just arriving for the beginning of the season. And some were already in the general area, coming here for the storm. The wind had already begun to shift, and the anchorage was mildly uncomfortable from the combination of wind waves and wakes from all the boat traffic.

Christi didn’t feel like cooking, so we went out for lunch. Now that Eric was feeling better, we wanted to scope out the big grocery store, so we decided to find a restaurant near that store and then we’d go grocery shopping after lunch. Fynn from Tiki Tour joined us. We took the dinghy to the closest public dock and followed a nearby road south for about a mile.

The buildings we passed were mostly industrial.

The building the grocery store in was huge, though it looked like part of the building was a furniture store. Once at the store, Eric consulted a map and found the closest restaurant was a couple of blocks away.

We headed east, passing a few small buildings that could have been homes or offices and a couple of small commercial centers.

We came to a road that looked like it was one of the main arteries through town. Chef Creole was on the other side of the street.

Looking down the street, we got the sense that the whole area was industrial. The area reminded us of the non-tourist areas in Nassau.

A bar and a pool table were the focal points of the restaurant. There were a few tables and chairs. One of the walls had a super cool mural.

It was definitely a locals place, and they seemed surprised that tourists had wandered in. The limited menu was written on a chalk board and had no prices listed, so we were a little nervous about ordering. Like the majority of restaurants we’ve been to in The Bahamas, the food was only medicore. But we were pleasantly surprised when the bill came to find out it was really cheap by Bahamaian prices: all four of our meals totaled $60.

After we finished eating, we went grocery shopping. We were excited to see that it was a gigantic American style store that was well stocked and had good prices. Many of the items were the same prices as we’d paid in Florida. Generally speaking, produce was expensive and hard to come by in The Bahamas, and we were pleased to see that this store had a large selection of produce. While the produce was definitely more than we’d paid in the US, it was still way cheaper and fresher than what we’d found in most of the other islands. This store had some higher end products, too, like organic eggs, organic flour and organic sugar. And yes, the store was already decorated for Christmas.

The wind had shifted some more while we were gone, and apparently our dinghy had floated under the dock and was potentially bashing up against the wall. A fellow cruiser rescued it for us and retied it so it was safe. We love that the cruisers look out for one another.

Since the portions were small at lunch, Christi started working on dinner as soon as we returned. Eric and Keith went over to Tiki Tour and hung out there for a while. There were a couple of families with kids that had arrived today, and the families arranged to meet at Colors for happy hour. Eric and Keith went. The adults got to know one another and the kids ran around. Eric and Keith returned to Kosmos when dinner was ready. There were a lot of mosquitos out, and they were actually happy to have a reason to leave early and escape the mosquitos. 

The sunset was blurred by a cloud. The twilight was colorful.