The Bahamas offers experiences to suit each type of traveler. We like Harbour Island’s mix of high-end resorts and small town life. But we know it’s not everyone’s ideal vacation spot. If you still want to come after you read this page, you can learn more by poking around the site or dropping us a note.
Harbour Island is probably the wrong place for your vacation
- Covet a casino
- Need access to fast food or international cuisine
- Want to go jet skiing
- Have kids who need a lot of action to be entertained
- Look forward to shopping in big department stores
- Think sharing a 3-mile pink sand beach with about three dozen other people in high season would be too lonely—or too crowded
- Expect things on small islands to be inexpensive
- Need to keep in close contact with the office*
- Require immediate access to high tech health care OR, on the other hand
- Fantasize that such a lovely place would stay frozen in time and not experience the “progress” that comes with its popularity.
*see our page on communications
Harbour Island is probably the right place for you if you:
- Have a soft place in your heart for small town life
- Have a family that can entertain itself
- Could eat peas n’ rice three times a week—or don’t mind paying very high prices to avoid it.
- Like small hotels that range from casual to elegant but absolutely never bustle
- Think the local Junkanoo parade is as close as you want to get to Las Vegas style entertainment
- Like having total strangers greet you on the street
- Think nightlife is more interesting when you mix with the locals
- Are ambivalent that you can’t find a copy of “USA Today” or the “WSJ” anywhere
- Appreciate that a thorough island tour is best conducted on foot.
- Think it’s fun when the power goes out
- Love snorkeling, scuba diving, swimming, boating, or fishing
- Feel serenaded by the early morning call of roosters
- Can be philosophical about all the changes that inevitably come with growth to a place such as this.
OK, so that’s more than 10. We got carried away. You might call it a baker’s dozen.