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I had some further adventures last night - I went out and meandered around Woodes Roger Walk, which is a little promenade area down on the waterfront, across form Paradise Island. I prowled by the HIlton and took a picture of the stature of WR there - mystery solved, he is pulling a pistol! Action Shot! It was night though anc I coudln't get a great look - I guess I'll need to go back and look again in the day, hmm? Good thing it is literally just around the corner from me ;)

Aftrer that, I had dinner at the restaurant across ther street from the Hilton - conch fritters (eh, they were okay - deep fried dumplings with bits of ground up seacreature that I couldn't really taste), and a Bahama Mama (three kinds of rum! and fruit punch), sauntered back to the hotel, and read until midnight.

Actualy, I also had a shower. And if I thought the showers I had to deal with iun the UK were bad.... This was like having someone pee on your head when they had only had a little glass of juice all day. Talk about no water pressure! I seriously had to rince my hair in the sink, and that wasn't much better.

This morning I woke up late, and had better luck withy breakfast. The muffin looking things are, in fact, muffin shaped biscuits, and go well with jam and cheese. I had tea. Then I was super slow setting out... and I wound up taking the bus instead of walking! The bus here is a dollar, whee! Now if I only understood how the routes worked o_O Then I could bus both ways without fear :V

My dayt at the archives was, as I predicted, more *interesting* if ot more useful. Not too much info to be gleaned from the Proceedings of the Governour and Council, but a lot of extra insight into some stories I already knew. I even got to read some new tuff about Woodes Rogers - sadly it was from the period when he was at his most pathetic, going around trying to recouperate his finances, and on the edge of a nervous breakdown. I think - I am pretty sure it was before he declared personal bankrupcy, but I'm not sure. Anyway, the council were jerks to him, the jerks.

My lunch was interesting.... I almost didn't take one again, but I am glad I diud. I went to this little Hiatian restaurant. I was wandering by looking around, and a guy stepped out and asked me how I wqas - I said I was hungry :V And then I was ushered inside this little take away type place where I eventually ordered fish (they didn't have a menu - seriously, they just asked me what I wanted, as though I might somehow psychically know about Haitian food :o) It took a while, so I chatted with the guys in the shop. One of them, an older guy named Leon, insisted on giving me is phone number, hee. They were all quite nice, and I practiced my French a bit, and they told me this was my restaurant and that I should come in anytime. They gave me some peanuts that one of them had bought. The fish was interestig. It was definitely a fish, that's for sure! It had a tail still. It was delicious-interesting, I should confirm - not too spicy, but very yum. There were also fried plaintains (yum!), salad, some kinf of spicy coleslaw, and beans and rice. Waaaaay too much food for me, though I managed to eat more than just half the fish. Seriously, it was a big fish! Anyway, I will be going back there again. It was only ten dollars, but I think they were being extra nice with me ;)

I walked back again - it is really not too long a walk, or at least it is not longer than I am willing to walk, given that I had lots of water and sunscreen and there is lots to see here still. I took some pictures of parliament (I think) - the government buildings here have a great colour schele of being bright pink with white trim and dark green shutters. Yeah...

I stopped to investigate another internet cafe on my way back - it closes earlier :/ *Everything* here seems to close early, bah! Well, not the bars, I suppose. I also stopped by the Hagendaaz store that is right donw the block ;) Yum! bAnd then I got waylaid by a nice realotor talking about how he wants to entice more Canadians to come to the Bahamas ;) Which reminds me - half the banks here, possibly more, are Canadian. Everywhere I turn it is all Scotiabank and RBC! Wish there was a TD though - can't have everything.

...and did I mention the parrot? His nme is Raffles, I think. I could be pulling that out of my ass - he is sitting behind me, squaking the occasional hello or unintelligible grunt as I type this.

Now I'm going to go lie down, maybe, and read, maybe, and eventually go out and investigate that Greek place I keep walking by...