Hopetown is such a colorful cornucopia of picket fences, gingerbread houses and Caribbean hues; it puts a smile on your face just walking the one-lane streets here.

We’ve done a lot of walking in high winds yesterday and cool temps today.

We had the best fresh mahi sandwich I’ve ever had at Da Beach, about a mile or so walk up away from town on da beach (duh).  Brandon the cook/proprietor greets everyone with a friendly Bahamian hiya and big smile.

We also met Jack, the owner of Cap’n Jacks, yesterday.  He’s operated the bar and grill on the water for 24 years.  He told us he would be closed on Sunday.

What?  Our favorite bar to hang out and watch ball games?  No NFL playoffs there?

Yep he said they always close on Sunday.

As did everything else today – our coffee shop, the Lighthouse Marina, etc.  etc.

So we took a long walk around the island in the chilly morning breeze. Signs of life were few and far between.

But the one place open – Harbors Edge – welcomed us for coffee and hot tea.  And told us to come back for the games today, crowding around the one TV with our friends.

So be it.