Getting there is half the fun She: First class is the only way to fly — or sail. The Bahamas Express first-class cabin — complete with reclining airline seats, lots of room to stretch out and waiter service — is just my style. He: I’m not sure my idea of an ocean voyage ever included watching The Muppets movie, but I like the idea of the waiter. Give me salty air and a rum-and-coke (or six), and I’m good for any journey.
Must-do She: Most visitors want to get out on the water, but I head inland to Garden of the Groves, a wildlife sanctuary and botanical garden and home to the Caribbean’s first labyrinth. A meditative walk through it is a great way to get in touch with my inner self and get prepared for my shopping excursion. He: Walking in circles is fine and all, but I’ve got another way to get in touch with my inner self: Williams Town’s Gone Legit bar, where every drink’s $2 and every shot’s half that price.
Best meal She: Ceviche-style conch salad is a Bahamian staple, and at beachfront Billy Joe’s, they keep the mollusks alive in buckets of seawater until right before you order. When you sink your teeth into that first bite of glistening tender meat, you’ll understand why. He: Goat peppers, I love you. Conch, fish, crabs — everything is delicious when smothered with a mouthful of island habaneros and washed down with a local brew … or six.
Bring back She: I can sniff out a “shopportunity” anywhere. On Grand Bahama, I pick up intricately woven Androsian straw baskets and bottles of hot sauce made with fiery local goat peppers. Beer mugs and coozies from the Sands brewery make great mementos too. He: Did someone say beer? Fresh Strong Back Stout from the Sands brewery mothership is a fine way to end the day. The only souvenir I need to bring home is a hangover.