Harbour Island Dive: The Vic-Hum Club
by Kate Maxwell
I like a good Negroni in a classy cocktail joint as much as the next New Yorker, but sometimes only the seedy recesses of a dive bar will do. I've lost whole afternoons drinking warm Becks and shoveling dollar bills into the jukebox at my favorite, Mars Bar on the Lower East Side. So imagine my delight when I found the ultimate dive on Harbour Island, one of the snootiest Bahamian islands, where quesadillas come stuffed with lobster and you can't buy a bikini for less than $200. Vintage license plates line the walls at the wonderful Vic-Hum Club, and beer and rum cocktails--as well as a jukebox that was pumping out exclusively Michael Jackson tracks on our visit (soon after the pop king's demise)--are only part of the story: Sport is the big draw. There are athletic options that put Fat Cat, in NYC's West Village, to shame, including pool and Ping-Pong tables and a basketball court. Admire my shooting prowess (or not) on our Harbour Island video, and make sure you drop by Vic-Hum on your next visit.
Kate Maxwell is a senior editor at Condé Nast Traveler.