Friday upon arrival in Nassau we stopped to fuel up and created quite the stir! The fellows on the fuel dock were sure Wil was Regis, trying to minimize the attention, I said no he wasn't, but they truly weren't convinced. Departing from the fuel dock, to my shock and surprise on jumped a very large Bahamian! I looked at Wil, wondering how we were going to handle this situation..... Wil calmly said, it's OK, he's going to help you! Upon tying up in our slip at Hurricane Hole Marina, that large guy, who by then I had learned his name was Tyrone, took over my job and scrubbed the boat top to bottom. Wil went to check in leaving me in charge of supervision; this was a great task, ice cold beer in hand, I watched as Bella Laguna shined, thank you Wil!!!