Tuesday, November 18, 2025 — Christi and Keith both woke up late, still feeling zombie-esque. In the morning, Christi did school with Keith, cleaned and did laundry. Eric was still in a lot of pain this morning. Despite the pain, he managed to rinse and wipe down some of the starboard side of the boat. Eric and Keith worked on organizing stuff to move from marina mode to anchorage mode. For us, recovering from a passage is a 1:1 ratio — for every day at sea, it takes a day of extra rest, extra cleaning, extra organizing, etc, to get back on track for our normal routine.

We went to shore for a late lunch/early dinner, mostly because we wanted to enjoy time on land. The first restaurant we went to was called Snappas, which was a little bit north of the public dock that we went to yesterday. We picked it in part because the reviews said it had its own dock. The restaurant and its sea wall, not dock, looked new and there was a small marina there.

But the area around that little marina was surrounded by pylons. Our guess was that this marina used to be bigger or there used to be an adjacent marina that hadn’t been rebuilt. As we approached the dock, we saw a sign that said people had to pay to park their dinghies.

We weren’t sure if they’d make us pay if we were eating at the restaurant, but decided to play it safe by going to another public dinghy dock a short walk away from the restaurant. As we motored around the corner, we saw that it was actually just a sea wall, too.

The dinghy “dock” looked like it had once been tucked between two marinas. One of the marinas was rebuilt and looked nice; the other the old pylons that we’d mentioned above.

The sign said to use a stern anchor. We assumed it was because it could get crowded. and since we were the only ones here, we didn’t bother. However, as soon as we got out of the dinghy, we saw it floated under the wall and was rubbing up on the wood, so Eric got back in and deployed our new anchor that we’d gotten in Annapolis. What a great opportunity to finally try it out!

This was the restaurant as we approached from the road, which was part of a hotel complex.

We found out that the restaurant was closed on Tuesdays. In the short walk on shore, Eric determined that he was okay walking on flat surfaces, but it hurt to walk on uneven surfaces. Unfortunately, there was no sidewalk. The edge of the road, where we’d been walking, had uneven pavement full of potholes. He was visibly wincing and making noises indicating pain all along the walk. 

We hopped back I the dinghy and went to another restaurant, called Colors, that was close to the public pier that we’d gone to yesterday. As we neared Colors, we saw it actually had its own dock. Even better!

This dock clearly used to be a lot longer, and they’d only rebuilt the portion closest to the restaurant.

There was a big bar in the middle of the restaurant, with small tables surrounding the bar. As the name implied, it was cheerfully decorated with bright colors and had lovely views.

Eric ordered coconut crusted chicken with cream mushroom sauce, something we’ve never seen on a menu before in the Bahamas. Christi ordered the most Bahamian dish of all, cracked conch.

The food was good and we were all happy with our meals. Our experience with restaurants in The Bahamas was that most places served mediocre food. While the portion sizes were small and prices were still expensive by American standards, we felt like this restaurant was good value for the money by Bahamian standards. We were all happy with our meals. We thought this was a cool shot.

Approaching Kosmos on our way back.

We had a quiet night onboard. Here was the sunset and twilight.