Atlantis appears…and disappears

Nassau, New Providence Island, Bahamas
Wednesday, March 18, 2015

We arrived in Nassau bright and early, and departed on our shore excursion to visit Atlantis at 8:15 am. The place is huge, and fantastic, and the guides were diligent in pointing out the Michael Jackson Suite that occupies a bridge connecting two of the towers that goes for $25,000 a night.

The boys were super excited and we took off pretty quickly to ride the water slides, leaving the injured Danny to guard our stuff and soak in the sun and sights.

Unfortunately, we did not get to see the rest of the facility — the Exhibits, etc — because we found ourselves on another adventure to get to Calgary right away; Dan’s mother passed away this morning. We scrambled to arrange flights, go through immigration to get off the ship and officially into The Bahamas, and get to the airport to catch an evening flight off the island. The flights and waiting were the most stressful. Immigration was pretty fantastic — got a stamp in our passports. We had to promise pretty much everyone who helped us that we would come back; not an empty promise that, as Nassau was picturesque.

It was a long set of four flights to Calgary, but we did get first class seating on one of them, which was kind of exciting. We slept in the Dallas-Fort Worth airport, which actually wasn’t too bad. Arrived in Calgary Thursday afternoon.

This is where I will end my blog, under the circumstances. Fare well, and hopefully another adventure will arise soon for me to write about.



Adelle – I love your travel blogs. I’m so sorry you had to cut your vacation short. My condolences to you and Dan. From Leah Sheck, on Mar 20, 2015 at 05:40PM

Thanks, Leah, for both the compliment and the condolences. From Adelle Guigon, on Mar 21, 2015 at 04:46AM

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