Grand Cayman Port

Lynn was looking forward to this port. I wasn't thrilled to hear it was a tender port.

After much discussion, Victoria and I agreed we would not do any excursions or go to the beach. Two days at Castaway Cay and lots of time on deck 9 were enough sun for our fair skin. Victoria was looking forward to a day on the ship sans crowd.

We had breakfast on deck 9 and Victoria took a swim. We agreed we'd read for awhile then wander off the ship later to check out the port a bit. At around 11am, we went down to deck 1 and got on a tender. And waited. And waited for the tender to fill up with people. As we sat below, the only spot with seats, we rocked back n forth, forth n back. Blech. By the time we got to the port, I was thoroughly green at 11:45am.

It was hot as hell. The port looked like all the other ports to me. People approached us offering tours and such but we just wandered around, checking out the shops. There was a Margaritaville, Senor Frogs and a Hard Rock Cafe I think. When did all of the ports become identical? Victoria bought a pair of flip flops and something else, and we decided to go back to the ship. It was raining a bit and there were dark clouds in the sky, threatening an interesting tender boat trip back.

We sat on top of the tender boat back and it was a much more pleasant experience. We went to Lumiere's for lunch at 1pm and spotted Marcelito. He's a pip and a half of a server and we seemed to bump into him everywhere on the ship at breakfast and lunch. He'd be a good person to request as a server.

Victoria changed for the pool and we headed up to deck 9. There was a lot of black clouds and lightening in the distance which made for some good lazy-viewing. We didn't spot any of our crew the rest of the day until dinner.