| Everyday
is an experience. To most Bahamians it is life. As a transplanted American,
get used to things taking their time to be accomplished.
Get used to
the sun!!! I didn’t find it as warm as living in Florida, but the sun will
“beat
you up”!
Get used to
having a bank customer service representative take two hours to open a
savings account.
Get used to
having to stand in line for up to an hour to pay your electric bill because
your bank doesn’t have on-line bill pay yet.
Get used to
having to wait two to three hours to be served by a customer service representative
at Batelco.
Get used to
driving down the road behind a large truck moving a piece of machinery
traveling at 15 miles per hour, and there is no way to overtake the truck
for 5 miles without jeopardizing all passengers in your vehicle.
Get used to
being a vehicle with signal lights and brake lights don’t work, be prepared
to traverse off the road avoiding trees and shrubs for no apparent reason.
Get used to
having the customer service representative at Cable Bahamas telling you
that you can have a premium channel added to your service if you purchase
a cable box for $90.00. Then she will tell you they have none in stock.
Get used
to finding out your car needs an alternator for $560.00. Then call
around and there isn’t one on the island to fit.
Get used to
flying to Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, or West Palm Beach to pick up your alternator
for $220.00, and fly home to the Bahamas to have it installed.
Get used to
planning on a meal with a certain ingredient needed, then running all over
the island in search of it. Only to find you spent $15.00 in fuel and it
isn’t available today, anywhere.
Get used to
having wet feet right after it rains. The islands flood so severe because
they never planned on drainage when building roads or housing developments.
Get used to
driving down a beautiful Oceanside road at high tide and having a wave
crash across the roadway.
Get used
to mosquitoes and horseflies the size of Cessna’s.
After living
in the Bahamas for two and a half years, I now find that I would not return
to the United States unless dragged there by my heels. Life in this turmoiled
world is somehow more relaxed now.
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