Showing posts with label shells. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shells. Show all posts

Monday, August 20, 2012

Hey, Conch!

Remember that conch fritter Mr. Hunter sampled earlier in his Bahamas trip?
Here's a look at the conch meat and the conch shell, courtesy of Bimini Road's seafood display.


Conch is a big theme not just on menus but also in some of the tourist patter you encounter.  Later on the trip, we took a ferry to Nassau, and in both directions we were treated to slightly different versions of the same "conch as aphrodisiac" jokes...
Men should eat two bowls of conch salad a day.
It's like Viagra.
It'll put some slide in your glide.
Some pep in your step.

Charlie the Cool Cat, the narrator on our first ferry.
He may be pointing out the Sivananda yoga retreat
and telling jokes about all the rules there: "No tobacco,
no meat, no doobies, no drinking... and no hanky panky."
(Pause.)
"That's why there's no one there."

The yoga retreat in question.

Bimini Road Restaurant
Atlantis Resort
Paradise Island, The Bahamas
July 2012

Friday, April 13, 2012

Poor Unfortunate Souls

Mr. Hunter doesn't look as if he feels particularly unfotunate, even if he has found himself in the hands of Ursula, the sea witch who sings "Poor Unfortunate Souls" in The Little Mermaid and then tricks Ariel into giving up her voice.  

If Mr. Hunter made any deals with Ursula when he met her, he's not talking!



Love those Howard Ashman lyrics!

World of Disney
Downtown Disney
Disneyland Resort
Anaheim, California
May 2010