My week as a guest of Abaco Towns by the Sea (ATBTS) was the most relaxing vacation I have experienced thus far in my adult life. Allow me to preface this review by stating that if you have never stayed on this island, you would have been in for a surprise without this bit of knowledge. Abaco, pronounced AHH-buh-co, is less developed and does not have the elegant five-star resorts hogging the shore line. The international airport is comprised of one compact building that shuffles visitors in and out quickly, yet efficiently. The roads are not well-marked with street signs nor are they paved on a consistent basis. Driving is on the left side of the road; I almost forgot, but gratefully, the rental car company had KEEP LEFT stuck to the rear view mirror. Marsh Harbour has one traffic light; it looks like another will be in place soon at the highway to Treasure Cay, which will be a welcomed addition. I missed that highway a few times, for lack of a street sign, while trying to head to Treasure Cay. I’d recommend you rent a car for the day and drive over to the Treasure Cay beach. I prefer not to stay there on my next trip, but those looking for a more expansive beach might want to consider that side of the island instead.
ATBTS is part timeshare, part privately-owned condos. The common areas are shared, including tennis courts, a swimming pool and cozy beach. The residents on property were very friendly; most retired to the island. The unit was a clean, fully stocked, two-bedroom, two full bath condo directly on the beach. I walked out the patio doors and within seconds had my toes dug into the sand. The units are not glamorous, but have everything one needs to be comfortable including A/C and a television – Woo hoo! One can catch the sunrise from the beach; what a magnificent sight.
Be aware that the resort office has short hours. All staff members I encountered were courteous and helpful. I was provided with a map of the island and given some suggestions for dining, groceries and tours. I inquired about renting a vehicle and was directed to a location just a little ways down the road. (I also rented a bicycle. More information can be found in my Rental Wheels review.) As recommended, I walked to Maxwell’s supermarket and hired a cab to take me back to the resort. The initial walk was a little shocking as the final road to Maxwell’s seems never ending. I confirmed my path of travel with three young girls who encouraged me to “Just go straight, straight, straight. You go straight, straight” as they motioned with their hands. Sure enough, I found it. The prices for everything are extremely high compared to similar items purchased in the United States ($9 for your basic frozen pizza, $11 for a 1.75 quart of ice cream). No, these are not hiked up prices for tourists. Keep in mind, just about all products are imported and therefore come with import taxes.
Don’t be startled, but almost half of the drivers will offer you a ride if they see you walking; seems to be customary. As a solo traveler, I simply thanked them for their generosity and kept walking in the Bahamian sun to my destination. (I also experienced that courtesy when I took the ferry over to Hope Town.) So, was it all worth it? That question receives a resounding ABSOLUTELY.
