Christmas in the Bahamas

Wednesday, December 21st, was D-day, with both kids arriving, Cameran with the baby, Nova. I sat up at the gazebo at the entrance to The Jib Room waiting for Cameran for an hour. I was getting nervous wondering what was going on, if she'd missed her flight, if it was delayed, and here she is with a 3 month old! As I've said, communication in the Bahamas is spotty. We didn't have a Bahamian compatible phone; I'd left the phone number for the marina with them, but I didn't know if their phones would work here. And while traveling, internet is always spotty. Ken checked email and finally received an email from Jeremy that Cameran had missed her connection in Denver, had spent the night there, and was getting a later flight but still arriving today. Whew!

Jeremy was to arrive about 6:20pm. Again I sat up at the gazebo. Finally around 7pm I started walking around (pacing---would either one actually make it to the Bahamas??) and talked to John from Tallyho. I looked up and here was Jeremy! Finally!! His plane had been delayed for an hour in Nassau, for no apparent reason that he saw, then it was a 20 min. flight to here. The Marsh Harbour airport is very primitive; they waited on the tarmac until someone drove all their luggage over, then everyone grabbed theirs and headed to waiting taxis or rides.

Jeremy looked up flights from Ft Lauderdale to Marsh Harbour. Cameran's flight looked like it'd be the 8:30pm flight. I'd turned on the VHF and told them to page us on channel 16 if they needed to. Right then I hear: 'Plumpuppet, Plumpuppet.' I rush to the mike and respond. Again: 'Plumpuppet, Plumpuppet'. I respond: 'This is Plumpuppet, come back.' Ken heads to the gazebo and I hear talking and a baby gurgling. They made it!! Nova is sitting in the carseat crunching a bag of Sunchips and gurgling and laughing. Ken hands her over to Jeremy and he puts her down below and we all greet smiling, laughing Nova. Of course, we greet Cameran, also.