I am a lifestyle voyeur, and I am fascinated by shopping lists of other people. It gives a glimpse into their lifestyles. Here is one that I picked up in Nassau. 
I am not in the tropics. The north country beckoned for a long weekend, and a national holiday celebrating the birthday of a long dead queen. In a little town by the river, a piper pipes a newly minted bride and groom across the green sward in the shade of the stately maples.
So we were out for a Sunday drive, and as we were in front of the British Colonial Hilton, the numbers of tourists on the street start to increase. I popped out my camera. I took the above photo of tourists as they were crossing in front of us at a cross walk. I didn't think nothing of the photo.
This shot was taken one tenth of a second too early.
I guess the lesson here is that crack kills.
So that is how my Friday is shaping up. It is just a usual day in Paradise. I have a luncheon meeting that could mean nothing, or mean that I have an incredible business opportunity in front of me that would be a dream of mine. It is just the dead skin of my life in the tropics.
I could not believe the audacity. One cannot Depends on the propriety of the tourists. Have they no shame?
I was on the harbour bridge. Immediately below me was a mailboat called "The North Cat Island Special II". The back of this mailboat is flat vertical. The front of it has a ramp like a ferry to carry cars. In the back, there is an opening where the lifeboat is stowed. A sailor was settling down for a nap in the lifeboat. A perfect hiding place from the captain. I wouldn't want to be on that mailboat in an emergency. Look at the crates and junk in the lifeboat.
I took the above photo in Marina Village. The steel drum band was playing. I didn't notice until afterwards, the kid in the corner of the picture. Is he being critical of the music?
Just for the fun of it, I used to photograph tourists because they photographed me as if I were an inhabitant in a zoo.
This is my 12th entry in my photo series "Tourist Scene Tourist Seen". I was struck with the inspiration when tourists would photograph me as part of the scenery in Nassau. I would reciprocate by taking pictures of them. It has become an interesting photo essay when seen in its entirety.
For all you tourists considering coming out to the Bahamas, the weather hasn't been that hot for the past week. It has been coolish, and this morning I woke up to rain. Now mind you, I had the window open (something that you can't do this time of year back home) and the cool weather and the sound of raindrops falling reminded me of being in a lakeside cottage in the boreal forest in summertime. 
With action like this, the beach is different every day.
My friend Yves is from Montreal, Canada. He lives up the block from me on Paradise Island in the Bahamas. He reads this blog regularly. 
As a sign of the economic times, I am sad to report that the yacht was repossessed by the bankers last year. Even the luxury economy has its issues.
(humming .... ) if I were a painter .... Actually, I do paint pictures on canvas. The bulk of my work has been done in acrylics. I have experimented with water colours, oils and mixed media. However, I didn't bring my paints to the tropics, and if I did, there would be issues of finding the time. Swimming and spearfishing would compete for sunlight hours.
My continuing series is Tourist Scene Tourist Seen. It is a photo essay depicting tourists. Normally tourists take pictures of everything including me in Nassau, so I am reciprocating and taking pictures of tourists.
