As always, the photographers were set up right outside the ship (and inside, and everywhere else).
Freeport isn't as pretty right at the docks, the way Nassau is. But still, there were some stalls and shops.Port Lucaya shops. It turns out that we had no choice, Port Lucaya was a 25 minute drive along busy streets, we would never have found it. The lovely thing is that the Taxi drivers camp out at the ports, and the rides are only $5 each way.
Every time we went around a corner, my brain forgot that we were driving on the *other* side of the street, and my heart would stop when I spotted oncoming traffic.
There was about a 5 minute downpour at the Lucaya market stalls when we first arrived, but it was a warm rain. I have no idea what these flowers were, but they were pretty.
This teeny little marina was right across from the restaurant where we had lunch. Seeing this picture takes me right back there.
Everything is so colorful, even the chairs.
Also Cathy (friend and fellow knitting cruiser), who shared our shopping morning with us.
The fountain played along too.
I'd never seen a growing hibiscus before.
The rain stopped, and the shoppers re-emerged. So did the clouds.
If I had been at home, I would have been cowering in the house, away from these clouds. They felt very stormish to me. I didn't relax until we got back into the cab (I have a thing about lightning, as some of you know) and headed back to the ship.
Back safely on the boat, I watched damp and happy tourists straggle back on board.
We had one more day at sea (with classes, which I have already detailed), and then it was back to the real world.