Easter Sunday at DaVilla

    It was our first morning at DaVilla and I was super excited about watching the sunrise on the Atlantic side.  I had hoped to wake up before the sun started to rise in order to get a pot of coffee started but I woke a little later than anticipated.   Luckily D had beaten me by a few minutes and had already made coffee so I was able to grab a cup and catch the sunrise.    Nothing makes me happier than slowly sipping a cup of coffee and watching the sunrise.   It is such a magical and peaceful time for me, savoring those last few moments before the day begins. 

    It was fairly breezy on the Atlantic for Easter Sunday so snorkeling in front of DaVilla was pretty much out of the question for the day.   D and S wanted to enjoy our new accommodations so they were not into looking for a calm beach someplace else.  J and I decided to just jot across the road to Alabaster Beach to see if it was calmer and if so do a little bonefishing and check to see if there were any decent snorkeling opportunities around the rocky edges on the far end of the beach.   

     It was low tide and Alabaster beach was dead calm.  We walked up the beach checking out all the areas they had cleared for the Easter Monday celebration.  Then we walked out into the calm water for what seemed like forever.  We did not see a single fish and the water never did seem to get much deeper than out knees, but it was spectacularly beautiful.  I snapped a couple shots of the beach then we headed up the road toward the rocky area.  
    We walked out to the point looking for decent access points to get in and out of the water and any coral formations that might be worth a closer look.  We only found one potential access point that did not look very easy.  We would have given it a try anyway but all we could see was sea grass so we figured it was probably not worth the hassle.  J tried fishing off the deeper edges of the point with no success, so we decided to give up on Alabaster. 
    The night before we had celebrated our move to DaVilla a little more enthusiastically that our alcohol rations for the Easter holiday had allowed for.  We knew all the stores would be closed, especially on Easter Sunday but we thought we would head up to Cupids Cay to see if Ronnie's was open just in case. 

    Good ole Ronnie's they're always open.  We hung around for a hour or so drinking beer and chatting with the locals.  They had a great time trying to teach J about their numbers game.  It is kind of like a Bahamian lottery where you guess a city (3 options?) then three numbers.   You come back the next day to see if your numbers are right.  J played a few numbers and got a ticket for the next day.   We stocked up on goodies on our way out, including a Ronnie's T-shirt, a Monte Cristo cigar (just for the fun of it) and a case of short neck Heinekens, which cost about $5 less than anywhere else.   We got lots of invites to the Easter Monday celebrations and said we would be back the next day to check our numbers.  

    After gawking and fantasizing about a few of the sailboats in the harbor we headed home to DaVilla with our treasures from Ronnie's.   We spent the rest of the day just lounging around DaVilla and going for little beach walks.  Just how a leisurely Easter Sunday should be spent.  We had a nice supper of salad, yellow rice and leftover fish from our exploits at CB.   After dinner J and I lounged in the hammock watching the stars and smoking our cigar.  We decided it was good as far as cigars go, but we are just not cigar smoking folks so a few puffs was all we had in us.  I brushed my teeth about 6 times before bed trying to get the taste out of my mouth, but it was still worth the experience.