Someday I'll actually plan a trip that doesn't completely screw with my sleep schedule. The last trip, to Alaska, involved staying up til what my body thought was 5am for the northern lights; this trip involved waking up at what my body thought was 1am to make it to the airport.
Fortunately I did actually make my flight, and got to remind myself why all the US domestic carriers suck, especially on their regional carriers, which often lack power outlets entirely. Tight legroom, while bad on all of them in economy, goes from bad to worse on the worst of them, as this trip forced me to remember. And it truly reminded me why American Airlines seems to exist, which is to give United Airlines passengers a reminder that if there's a race to the bottom, AA's still closer to the bottom than UA.
Arrival in The Bahamas was pleasant enough. The roads, at least near the airport, are decorated accordingly to remind you it's an island nation, and traffic, while present, is surprisingl light... probably reflecting the fact that the local economy is still decimated due to cruising still being shut down.
The Atlantis Bahamas is like many mega-resorts preferred by Americans; ample gambling (a la Las Vegas) to be had, gigantic buildings with towering ceilings, and in the adults-only targeted areas such as The Cove, a restrained elegance or modernity combined with open-air tropical chic. Settled in to do some work, took in the sunset, and finally ended the day with the resort's tourist-trap "local" experience of a tropical shrimp salad and Bahama Mama cocktail.