Aussie Girl in Nassau, where are you?

A few summers ago, I was in Nassau, Bahamas walking down a sidewalk at rush hour in an area miles away from the main tourist area. I had just purchased a large amount of over-the-counter codeine products such as Nurofen Plus and Solpedeine. I had walked a lot that day but I felt great and was on the lookout for another pharmacy to hit up. What do I see traveling towards me on a mountain bike? A very attractive woman about my age. She applies the brakes. A Bahamian driver honks at her. "Fuck You!" She says to the driver in what seems to be an Australian accent. She makes a gesture. I like her.

She tells me that she's headed to a chiropractor appointment and do I know where such and such a street is. I pull out my handy street map of Nassau and point it out to her, just a few blocks away. She explains she brought the mountain bike from Oz and thought the riding would be better on New Providence. Instead, it was a lot of street riding and she ended up hurting her back. I would have gladly shared by codeine and ibuprofen but I thought she might be straightedge or think I was a creep offering a stranger random pills. So I bid her farewell - I hope she got her back aligned. Where is she today?

 

Who knows, but my guess she isn't obsessing over the fact a member of the opposite sex spoke to her once in such and such a place at such and such a time.

 

some nice nostalgia, maybe you'll run into her again. But whether you do or don't it's probable best to let the memory fade. More room for newer better ones