New Year’s Eve is so hit or miss. You can’t just have an pretty good New Year’s Eve, can you? You’re either in your own personal sequel to The Hangover, sipping liquid silver and snorting pure gold in a stretch limo chartered by Kanye, or sobbing in the fetal position alone in a corner, confident in…
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17 Feb '11
After two nights at sea, we reach the island of Eleuthera and dock at the Cape Eleuthera Harbour Club. Eleuthera is a skinny, 110 mile long island with one highway running from the southern tip to the infamous celebrity hideaway Harbour Island to the North. Still, even in the island’s southern Powell Point where we pull…