Next time you arrive in Bermuda, if you prefer public transportation, to get to your hotel, you’ll want to ask for a minibus. They seat more than a taxi, fewer than a public transit bus and they permit luggage.
The public transit ferries are the single greatest bargain on the island. For the price of your bus pass, you can also take loop trips on the ferry. We took the 1 hour loop around Hamilton’s harbor.
Restaurant food is roughly +50% to double the price in Virginia. As planned, we’ve been living off of ready to eat grocery foods, like cashews, peanut butter, rice cakes, etc. We got a fancy soft british cheese that had a french name and looked like a french baguette! I thought it tasted like munster. We also got some very good oat cakes with black pepper. The niece refused to try one and refused to eat much of the other.
At the grocery store we found local vegetables, local honey and some bottles of locally processed barbecue sauce. Chickens are all over the island. We also saw one rabbit. There is a local beer, which is all imported ingredients, except the water.
Speaking of water, there are just about no public swimming pools. I attribute this to the general scarcity and expense of water on the island. When I let my hostess know the toilet had a slow leak, they were nice enough to upgrade our room so a plumber could take care of it.
The son is taxing my parenting skills. I think teenagers are frustrating because they are so clumsy at navigating the negotiations on how to influence small groups. They don’t know what is something they can influence and what is something they shouldn’t. As a result to adult ears they come across as oafishly insistent or just plain crazy. Adults have the experience to know if they’re trying to convince someone to let them play with matches. To my son, possibly, he thinks its in the same league as having different fashion sense or music preferences.