It was early February when my cousin and I ventured out to Nassau, Bahamas in an attempt to explore more of the world. Our most notable experiences fell into three categories:
After arriving to the estate, our check-in procedures included allowing each dog to sniff our butts for approximately 30 seconds so they can verify that we aren’t bad guys. We passed. After that moment, the dogs stalked us until we pet them. After repeating the process time after time, we memorized the drill—leave the house, pet the dogs, get in the car, drive away.
On the third day, I went to read by the pool when all of the dogs gathered around. I pet two of the dogs and then I returned to reading. Thats when I noticed that each dog was viciously gnawing at their skin.
They had fleas. Probably ticks and other Bahamian parasites also.
I ran inside and washed my hands 5 times, then I took a shower, then I considered soaking myself in bleach. The selfish dogs betrayed our trust!
Nassau had many great options for quality food. Not only were the foods tasty, but every restaurant provided pepper sauce so spicy that it felt like molten lava charring your esophagus. I enjoy the feeling of charred esophagus in the morning.
3. Jet Skis in the open seas
The Bahamas Islands are known for their great beaches and clear water, so we seized the opportunity to see more of the sea by renting jet skis, or as I like to call them: boatercycles.
The last time I rode a boatercycle, I was 17 years old and I almost got devoured by a shark when my boatercycle flipped over. This time, I had one goal: Don’t get eaten by a shark.
Initially, I was the slow-grandpa-driver of the boatercycling world. I rode slowly because I didn’t want to catapult myself into the shark-infested (in my mind) waters. Then after a few moments, I got the hang of things and started to ride like a normal human. Then I decided that I’ll ride as fast as I can.
As soon as I accelerated to the maximum speed, we got the signal that our time was up and had to return to shore. This was probably God’s way of protecting me from a high speed incident that ends with me getting eaten by a random shark.
Note: I’m currently alive, for anyone who is wondering if a shark ate me.
Nassau was very nice and I’m looking forward to future trips to the other Bahamas islands, like the adorable pig island. With all of my recent travels, I can finally agree with the saying, “an investment in travel is an investment in yourself.” These unique experiences expand my mind, give me new ideas, and teach me valuable lessons…like learning to avoid flea infested canines.