I just returned from an IYC-organized trip to the Exuma islands of the Bahamas. The trip gathered five megayachts into a flotilla and set off to cruise the clear blue water of the lands. Included in the flotilla were Tuscan Sun, Big City (with their tender Small Town), At Last (tender: At Least), Hooter Patrol 4, and Independence.
In just under a week, we played James Bond by snorkeling at Thunderball Cove:
fed the swimming pigs of Staniel Cay:
a sunrise whale watching trip (which actually started as a fishing expedition).
The friendly crews, the warm weather, and the flurry of activities made it difficult to return what is still a cold New York City. But I now have a new happy place to escape to:
Look for the whole story in an upcoming issue, but, in the meantime, where's your favorite escape from reality?