Lenny and me is here, at anchor in SE Bahamas, writing like mad for a deadline, waiting for the latest herd of slob-tourists (Tropico) to leave the beach before we dinghy to shore, to take some pictures. Turns out, there are several resorts in the vicinity. They are heavily serviced by opportunists in speedboats and pangas who pick up the punters, and bring them to this beach to feed the iguanas,

Never have I seen so many obese lizards, outside a Miami nightclub!

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