Blown Tires, Random Visits, and Fart Noises... Day 7, Nassau Bahamas

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d3FVoXMsLNc

We woke up today planning to pick up a few things and run to the beach for a quick dip in the clear waters of the Atlantic. Six hours later we made it to the beach and may or may not have found a buried pirate cannon/rusted steal pipe. The day continued with a visit to a local church fair and a blown tire on the ways to Mark's house.

Our first stop of the day was at a local convenience store called "Robbin Hood." It would be the equivalent of a Big Lots mixed with a Pottery Barn with a few high price motor cycles thrown in for fun. I am not even joking when I say that I was looking at a model ship style center piece and turned to see a Suzuki motor bike beside it.

We then headed for the beach... Or so we thought.
We stopped at a local convent where Mark's aunt is a nun. In the process we received a cookie. After we left we made more quick stops here and there as Mark tried to reconnect with old contacts. As we drove I caught my first glance of the tropical waters since I have been here. It was breathtaking. Several hours and many stops later we made it to the beach.
We swam around for a while and found a cool pipe that was so rusted and deformed that at first glance we were not sure if it was a wooden log or a pirate cannon. We attempted to convince several local children that it was indeed a pirate cannon. We even offered the special icon of the islands history to them for $100. For some reason they didn't believe us. We then returned the rusted pipe to its watery resting place.

After the beach we continued our journey back and forth across the island. One significant stop was at a local church fair where we drank some Gatorade and listened to gospel-reggae all while playing dominoes with several enthusiastic church members.

Later this evening we were on our way to Mark's father's house for dinner when we had a flat tire. By flat I mean it blew up while we were driving on it. We took some footage of our attempts to change the tire without a spare or a jack. This video will be posted on the blog in a few days.

After all was said and done we made it back to the apartment where I sit now. We discussed what we would do tomorrow and the types of interviews we would need at the local schools we will be visiting. In the process I discovered that by doing sit ups on our tile floor I can make rather convincing fart noises. This entertained us for at least ten minutes.

What we did today was somewhat hectic but not unnecessary. Before we can fully pursue the story for this documentary we must see what is happening here and understand it. Mark's trips back and forth stopping every few miles to talk to someone is the research. We are making contacts and scheduling interviews that will prove to be invaluable to us for the rest of the summer.

Please continue to pray for us as we pursue the production of this documentary.

For Tim, Jason, Stefan, and Mark this is Jonathan Saying goodnight from the Bahamas.