In the morning we started exploring GTC. It soon became clear that some assistance would be nice, and we tried to rent a golf cart. After the second place had rejected us for no reservations (?!) the first place had an early return we could snag. We had wheels. We put putted about the island for most of the afternoon. The island is only three miles long, so it really doesn't take forever. The original settlement area is quaint and very compact, with streets well sized for golf carts. Two hundred years ago, how did they know?
There was a little memorial park in the town center. It seems like a dozen last names account for much of the population.
Back at the resort, the bar is apparently know for displaying burgees from visiting boaters, and dollar bills personalized in various ways. They're running out of room.
The next day we picked up some squid bait (bait squid?) and headed for Coco Bay, where there were supposed to be green turtles you could feed. The fish snagged some, with an especially aggressive little barracuda, but Heather was finally able to feed a turtle.
Later that evening we went to rib night in town. Instead of going back like we should have, we went to a bar called Pineapples. Soon after we got there it started to pour. Then it really started raining. By the time we got back to the golf cart we were already soaked. There really isn't anywhere to go from there. Sunrises and sunsets in the lagoon were great.
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