{"id":185395,"date":"2017-03-29T11:45:19","date_gmt":"2017-03-29T15:45:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.euvolution.com\/prometheism-transhumanism-posthumanism\/kissing-dolphins-and-other-pleasures-at-atlantis-resort-in-the-bahamas-philly-com\/"},"modified":"2017-03-29T11:45:19","modified_gmt":"2017-03-29T15:45:19","slug":"kissing-dolphins-and-other-pleasures-at-atlantis-resort-in-the-bahamas-philly-com","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.euvolution.com\/prometheism-transhumanism-posthumanism\/bahamas\/kissing-dolphins-and-other-pleasures-at-atlantis-resort-in-the-bahamas-philly-com\/","title":{"rendered":"Kissing dolphins and other pleasures at Atlantis Resort in the Bahamas &#8211; Philly.com"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><p>    ATLANTIS RESORT, Paradise Island, Bahamas - Over the years, I    have kissed a lot of things in my quest for a good story -    Ireland's Blarney Stone; my luck goodbye in Las Vegas and    shipboard casinos; terra firma after returning wobbly kneed    from the Sydney Harbor Bridge climb. But nothing I've ever    kissed in the line of duty has given me as much pleasure as    smacking lips with Katrina, a 6-year-old dolphin at Atlantis    Resort's Dolphin Cay.  <\/p>\n<p>            Advertisment          <\/p>\n<p>            of          <\/p>\n<p>    Katrina's name is an homage to her mother, one of 16 dolphins    the resort rescued from the Marine Life Oceanarium in Gulfport,    Miss., after Hurricane Katrina demolished the building, sending    its denizens into the Gulf of Mexico.  <\/p>\n<p>    Today, Katrina and her mother, Sheree, are both part of the    Dolphin Experience at Atlantis. Visitors, after a briefing on    what is and isn't polite behavior around the aquatic mammals,    can give them high fives, rub their bellies, and, yes, even    kiss them.  <\/p>\n<p>    The fabled island of Atlantis was first mentioned by Plato in    an allegorical work describing its attack on Athens, the    philosopher's ideal state. In the work Timaeus, the    angry gods punished Atlantis for its hubris by submerging it in    the Atlantic Ocean.  <\/p>\n<p>    In 1998, the gods finally relented and Atlantis reemerged on    the other side of the Atlantic in the form of an ocean-themed    resort combining six hotels, 21 restaurants, 19 bars, 11 pools    (plus miles of dazzling white beach), a casino, shopping, and    an assortment of activities ranging from tubing on a man-made    river to kissing Katrina and her kin.  <\/p>\n<p>    All of this surrounds the piece de resistance - a 141-acre    waterscape of pools and palms, lagoons and lush tropical    foliage. It's safe to say that Atlantis, like its namesake    island, has an identity like no other.  <\/p>\n<p>    Perhaps the most spectacular feature of the resort is the Dig,    an architectural rendering of the submerged Atlantis. Just off    the main lobby of the Royal Tower, the Dig is a series of    mazelike paths lined by glass-walled aquariums featuring marine    life.  <\/p>\n<p>    That marine life ranges from the fearsome (six-foot moray eels,    piranhas, poisonous jellyfish) to the benign (starfish,    seahorses, and clownfish), all showcased against a backdrop of    reconstructed temple columns, cenotes, and colorful pottery and    statues.  <\/p>\n<p>    I found myself going there every day to see the shimmering    aquaria and decided my favorite time was at night, when I    frequently had it all to myself.  <\/p>\n<p>    On my only previous visit to Atlantis a few years back, I was a    bit of a daredevil - trying several of the thrill-a-minute    water experiences - the most exciting of which was tubing    through a dark cavern and ending up in a tank filled with    hammerhead and Caribbean reef sharks. It really wasn't as    dangerous as it sounds, because I was encased in a glass    cylinder that prevented me from becoming chum for the circling    sharks. Still, it is a bit unnerving to come out of inky    blackness and see sharks and barracudas swimming just inches    away.  <\/p>\n<p>    This time, I decided on more sedentary pursuits. First up was a    treatment at the resort's Mandara Spa. The spa building    resembles a Balinese temple (not surprising, as the company was    founded in Bali), with gorgeous water- and plant-filled public    spaces and 32 treatment rooms.  <\/p>\n<p>    The name Mandara comes from an ancient legend about the gods'    quest to find a special elixir that promises immortality and    eternal youth. I'm not sure about the immortality part, but the    spa's line of Elemis products and treatments that combine the    techniques of Asia with natural fruits, spices, and minerals    from the Bahamas go a long way to making one feel rejuvenated    and youthful.  <\/p>\n<p>    If there's one thing I love as much as a good spa treatment,    it's a good meal, and that's easy to find at Atlantis. My first    evening's dining adventure was at Bimini Road. This colorful,    casual spot in the Marina Village is where, as they like to    say, you can \"savor the flavor of Caribbean life.\"  <\/p>\n<p>    Seafood is the star attraction, and regardless of what else you    order, try the island staple, conch chowder. (I would highly    recommend the pineapple bread pudding, as well).  <\/p>\n<p>    If I started out casual, I ended up classy - at Cafe    Martinique. James Bond fans will recognize it from its cameo in    the 1965 film Thunderball. The luxury and ambience    remain, but international chef Jean-Georges Vongerichten has    put his own stamp on the restaurant. Diners enjoy the classic    French menu in a setting that features a dramatic mahogany    staircase and etched-glass windows.  <\/p>\n<p>    During dinner, a parade of Junkanoo carnival dancers in    elaborate attire wended their way past the large glass windows.    Letting my imagination take flight, I decided the man in the    black eyepatch bore more than a passing resemblance to Emilio    Largo, Bond's Spectre nemesis.  <\/p>\n<p>    As much as I enjoyed Bimini Road and Cafe Martinique, my    favorite dining experience was at 77 West, the resort's newest    fine-dining restaurant. The sophisticated setting and service    may be reminiscent of Manhattan, but the menu is a compelling    fusion of South American and Caribbean cuisine. Bahamian    cracked lobster is a specialty of the house, as are duck and    chorizo empanadas and, for dessert, dulce de leche cheesecake.  <\/p>\n<p>    As for accommodations, many visitors opt for the Royal Tower    because of its proximity to all the action - the Dig, casino,    and arcade of shops and restaurants. However, if you are    looking for something quieter and more exclusive, book a suite    at the Cove.  <\/p>\n<p>    From the open-air lobby cooled by island breezes to the stellar    service to the adults-only stretch of beach, the Cove can be    described only in superlatives.  <\/p>\n<p>    With everything available at Atlantis, it's tempting not to    stray off the property. However, it would be a shame not to    spend at least a day in Nassau, just across the causeway.  <\/p>\n<p>    If your time is limited, skip Bay Street. You will miss the    rows of luxury and duty-free shops, but you will also miss the    influx of cruise-ship passengers who make a leisurely stroll on    the street next to impossible.  <\/p>\n<p>    I started my day with an excursion to John Watling's, a craft    distillery that provides an excellent way to learn about the    production of rum, the Bahamas' signature spirit.  <\/p>\n<p>    It's on the Buena Vista Estate, built for King George III's    counsel to the Bahamas (although the distillery itself was    named for a less savory character - John Watling was a    notorious 18th-century British buccaneer).  <\/p>\n<p>    The free daily tour takes in the production area, shop, and    tavern, where visitors indulge in rum tastings and hear tales    of two ghosts that allegedly roam the estate.  <\/p>\n<p>    After fueling myself with a Goombay Smash, suggested by Shawn    the barman, I took a short walk to Graycliff for a leisurely    lunch. Nowhere is the romance of old Nassau as alive as it is    there. Built in 1740 by a pirate (are you sensing a theme here    - that piracy paid handsomely in the Bahamas?), it is today a    combination boutique hotel and elegant restaurant, and it also    has a chocolate shop, cigar bar, and museum on the premises.  <\/p>\n<p>    I started with a tour of the impressive wine cellar, said to be    the third-largest private collection in the world, with 275,000    bottles, 60 percent of which are French. One shelf alone    contains wines from Burgundy and Bordeaux valued at more than    $1 million. Just for the record, the cellar also holds the    oldest-registered bottle of wine in the world (1727) - a German    dessert wine.  <\/p>\n<p>    I will say the aftereffects of my Goombay Smash made me more    than usually cautious, as I didn't want to do any smashing of    my own - not with wines priced at six and seven figures.  <\/p>\n<p>    I opted for a considerably less pricey vintage to go with my    excellent lunch of the ubiquitous conch chowder, Bahamian    smothered grouper with rice and peas, and guava duff, a local    specialty that resembles a jelly roll, served with rum sauce    and whipped cream.  <\/p>\n<p>    After a satisfying day, I was ready to head back to Atlantis,    confident that it hadn't slipped back into the sea.  <\/p>\n<p>        Published: March 25, 2017  11:30 AM EDT        The Philadelphia Inquirer      <\/p>\n<p>            Over the past year, the Inquirer, the Daily News            and Philly.com have uncovered corruption in local and            state public offices, shed light on hidden and            dangerous environmental risks, and deeply examined the            regions growing heroin epidemic. 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