Hello Ladies and Gents. I sound terrible. I’m coughing and hacking and generally doing all the wonderful things that sick people do. Need to take some cerase! Or some of that ole bush medicine I tell you!

Good news! I got finally my bags and without too much hassle. Thank you to US Airways. Everything I put in em is still there! Whoa! The fine people at Bahamian customs even let me keep my reciepts. Ain’t that lovely. The officer said it was because they were in Canadian dollars. What would they do with them anyway?

The whole process is one of those things that makes natives feel like the real strangers in their own country. Opening up the bag, having the customs officer search up and down through your personal belongings. “this pair a drawers belong to you sir?” There must be a better way. But in looking back at the lines of Bahamians returning, waiting to declare their purchases… I must say that I was pleased. Every shade imaginable. We are not just a Black country.

Finally had some Bamboo Shack. A nice cracked conch snack. I’ve officially come home. later

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