Monday, 11 May 2015

New Orleans & Caribbean 2015 - Part V


Our first port was Grand Cayman. We have been here several times, and love the water and the lizards.  This time, we opted to do an island tour, since we hadn't done that before.

Hell. Yeah, it looks like that.
We started with a trip to Hell. (Humorous side note, we actually started with a misdirected trip to the beach, since the driver hadn't realized he was doing an island tour). Hell is apparently mostly spiky black rocks and gift shops. There is a joke in there somewhere; I will leave it to you to find it.


Me and my new friend.
There was a gentleman there doing photo ops with his tame lizard. Since the lizard was clearly comfortable with people, I took him up on it.  I am very fond of lizards (my own body-heat generating abilities would suggest they are my people), and don't often get a chance to snuggle one. I guess you could say we were chillin' together.


We stopped off at a condo/mall complex. It looked quite lovely with the little island in the middle of the lagoon. 

I'm Not the Only One Who Loves Palm Trees
After we finished the tour, we went to the beach for a beach break. Included were a welcome drink and beach chairs. And of course, as soon as we got situated the skies opened up. We found a sheltered beach front restaurant and ordered lunch. While it was a bit pricey, the food was delicious and the fish was fresh, so I have no actual complaints. We did have to stay in the shelter of the bar until our mini-bus came back for us. It was pouring quite vehemently.

The Clouds Begin to Threaten

Our next port of call was Falmouth, Jamaica. We didn't take a lot of pictures because we opted for an all-inclusive resort day the Jewel Runaway Bay. The jerk wasn't bad, although it wasn't terribly spicy, and the service was good. The main pool was fairly un-busy, and the beach was nice, with clear, sparkling water. We would do this again, although I might opt for a resort closer to Falmouth.


Our last port of call was Cozumel. We haven't had terrific luck here, so we normally step gingerly off the ship, have a couple of beers in the port area, and step gingerly back on. This time, the worst thing that happened to us was getting ripped off for $5 by the wait staff at a beach side bar. I figure we got off lucky.

Before that, though, we went to the little bar we have made a tradition to get Dos Equis Ambar's to kick off our little tour of the port. Ice cold cervezas, and cheery Mexican music. It's a nice way to start a port day.