My wife and I recently enjoyed a cruise through the Caribbean. We had a port day in Nassau Bahamaha and decided to do some shopping.

While looking at a local map, I found the Graycliff Factory as a local attraction. I told my wife that I would follow her around to any store as long as we alloted time to stop by the Factory.

Long story short...I spend all day looking at purses, jewerly, and clothes. It was husband Hell.

Finally she gives me the green light to head for cigar heaven. We walk a mile or so, uphill, only to find that the Factory is closed!!! NOOOOOO!!!

It was some Holiday that most of the locals didn't understand. What a disappointment. Plus I spent all that time shopping... all for naught.

I thought some of you guys and gals might appreciate that story.

Oh yeah, and more fakes than I have seen in my life. They are everywhere. The shop owners would tell me,"I know Cuban Cigars, I'm from Cuba". Yeah Right.

I also had more than a dozen guys try to sell me Coke and some Weed. I guess I look like a doper.

brilliant story. what posting should be.

that sucks!!

you should have at least scored some doobage.

Try goin' to Jamaica, they try to sell it to you at the airport luggage carosel getting off the plane or getting into the hotel shuttle.

yea and half of them are cops lookin for busts

toby and i spent a week in nassau. some of the nicest people i have met anywhere,

Sorry Mattie B !

Now that's a real shame!!!

the one thing you look forward to after following the boss around all day is to get a glimps of something you enjoy...only to be shot down at the end!

question....

you were there in Nassau Bahamas.

is the resort the only place you could get greycliff or are there some greycliff's in the local shops?

About every shop carried Graycliff, but they were insanely expensive.

A 5er of "Red" cost anywhere from $90 - $115. I enjoy a good smoke, but not that much.

Thank goodness we have Cbid.

I forgot to add...After the disappointment, I decided to "tie one on" at Senor Frog's. Now that brought back some memories. The town, where I went to college, had a Senor Frog. I spent many a nights there.

Good Times.