http://www.turksandcaicosreservations.tc/blog/general-info/north-middle-scenic-getaways-big-city/ Turks & Caicos Hotels, Resorts & Villas Fri, 20 Jan 2012 16:56:00 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1.4 http://www.turksandcaicosreservations.tc/blog/general-info/north-middle-scenic-getaways-big-city/#comment-26 Eleanora Tue, 09 Jun 2009 00:12:34 +0000 http://www.discovertci.tc/blog/?p=215#comment-26 It was dark as I drove out of the airport tired and weary without my luggage which had quite unexplainedly decided to take a vacation of its own. I longed for much of that 'special' TCI hospitality I had read so much about on those wonderfully dreamy Caribbean websites. As I pulled into Grace Bay my thirst got the better of me. I stopped at Danny Buoys for a pint of something cold clear and refreshing. "Turks Head sir" we call it said the friendly barman "brewed specially for the tourists". "How can you tell?" I asked sipping the icy flat liquid whilst casually surveilling those slowly drawing in around me. And then in a flash without answering my question the barman was gone rushing like a demented hyena from one end of the bar to the other eager to please his happy band of delirious smiling customers. I never did leave Danny Buoys. I loved it so much. Friendly faces, tv sport, lovely Irish girls and endless banter. If you read this and do come to Turks I'm the bloke in the corner. Look me up, say "hello" and please bring me some luggage. It was dark as I drove out of the airport tired and weary without my luggage which had quite unexplainedly decided to take a vacation of its own. I longed for much of that ‘special’ TCI hospitality I had read so much about on those wonderfully dreamy Caribbean websites. As I pulled into Grace Bay my thirst got the better of me. I stopped at Danny Buoys for a pint of something cold clear and refreshing. “Turks Head sir” we call it said the friendly barman “brewed specially for the tourists”. “How can you tell?” I asked sipping the icy flat liquid whilst casually surveilling those slowly drawing in around me.
And then in a flash without answering my question the barman was gone rushing like a demented hyena from one end of the bar to the other eager to please his happy band of delirious smiling customers.
I never did leave Danny Buoys. I loved it so much. Friendly faces, tv sport, lovely Irish girls and endless banter. If you read this and do come to Turks I’m the bloke in the corner. Look me up, say “hello” and please bring me some luggage.

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