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| Hope Town Street |
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| community cemetery |
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| Light house mechanical parts |
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| View from top of lighthouse |
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| Hope Town fire department |
Hope Town is like a little storybook village. Skinny little golf cart size streets, a riot of flowering vines, trees and bushes everywhere with houses painted in pastel colors. A large percentage of the houses either have for rent or for sale signs on them, I'm not sure how many people live there permanently, but it is a beautiful place to visit. The entrance to the harbour has a historic lighthouse that is lit each night and is the last of its kind still in operation.
We arrived in Marsh Harbor," the big city" of the Abacos, and shopped in Maxwells, a grocery store that looks like America. Actually a lot of the Abacos is like America, with tons of waterfront homes dotting the shoreline as we sail from Island to Island. We've started to see thunderstorms build each afternoon, so it beginning to feel like Florida summer.
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