Well we’re back from our vacation, and time must be on a different schedule in the Caribbean because it FLEW by! So sit back, grab your favorite tropical drink, imagine the sound of the ocean in the background, and get ready for a long post!
We kicked off our honeymoon with Stacy and Dean’s wedding celebration in Key West. This was the 2nd best reception I’ve ever been to, only behind my own. I absolutely LOVE the beach…throw a great party in the mix, and you’ve got some amazing memories! (Bethany’s crazy idea to run in the ocean with our bridesmaids dresses on around midnight!) Best wishes Stacy & Dean! Thanks for the fun time!
After Key West, we had to sadly return our rental car back to Miami. I fell in love with this car. It takes me $90 to fill up my Durango, and we made it to Key West and back on less than a tank of gas in our little Spyder convertible. I’m thinking…trade in? Too bad I wouldn’t get anything for mine right now.
Anyway…we boarded the Carnival Triumph in Miami and set sail on Sunday.
Our first stop was Cozumel. We signed up for the sail & snorkel tour, followed by beach time at our own private beach. This was our least favorite excursion, but for different reasons. I thought the snorkeling was mediocre, and the “free” drinks were even more so. TJ was bummed on this one because he lost his wedding ring. When we first got in the water to snorkel, I was looking down and saw TJ sporadically swimming towards something shiny slowly floating to the bottom of the ocean…his wedding ring. I actually took it a lot better than he did, but we ended up buying a new ring once we returned to the Cozumel shops. Oh well…life goes on.
Our 2nd stop was Cayman Islands. This was TJ’s favorite stop, and since we’ve been home he’s already looked up places where we can stay “next time” for a whole week. We started off by going to Turtle Farm, where we actually got to hold the baby sea turtles! I love animals, so this was the coolest excursion ever!
Then we went to Hell. Yep, Hell. It was somewhat of a worthless 15 minutes, but the rock formations were kind of cool. Hell is basically a corner of the world where there are these crazy rocks and three gift shop shacks and a post office. That’s it. It all would fit inside a gas station convenience store. I’m just glad when our bus driver finally said, “Let’s get the Hell out of here!”
Finally we took a boat out to Stingray City. This is hands-down the coolest experience I’ve ever had. We were both leery at first with the thought of stingrays (with their stingers intact) swimming around our feet. After our guide, Dayton, assured us that they would not sting by LICKING one of their stingers…gross!…we became more relieved. We held them, kissed them, and even let them give us back rubs. The large ones are full grown females, while the little ones (that I thought were babies) are the full grown males. Dayton explained to us that the males have both an “Oscar” and a “Mayer”…use your imagination.
As we were leaving Stingray City, I took this shot. It couldn’t have been any more perfect than this!!
Our last stop was Ocho Rios, Jamaica. I have been to Jamaica twice before on mission trips with my church back in 1996 and 1998. I love this country. Granted, everywhere you go there is someone asking you to step into their shop or get your hair braided or asking if you want some “herbs”…but I still love Jamaica. I guess it’s just the connection I have back when I stepped into the small village of Gayle 10 years ago to help the lowest of the low. Even though most local Jamaicans are struggling to get by, they have a spirit that no one can take away. They truly believe in the words of Bob Marley, “Don’t worry about a thing. Cause every little thing’s gonna be alright.” Ahh…Jamaica, mon.
Our excursion was aboard the Reggae Baby boat, which is the definition of “Party Cruise”. We took a cruise around Ocho Rios that started the party with a song called “Big Bamboo” by Horace Peterkin. If you’ve never heard it, search for it on iTunes. It’s a good one. We headed next to Dunns River Falls. Back in the day when I’ve climbed this before, we all just went up on our own. Granted, we had many bruises and scrapes when we were done, but that’s the only way to do it in my opinion. This time, the guides made us all hold hands. This was nutty. My hand holding partners were TJ, and a 60+ year old autistic man. I was constantly being dragged down and away from TJ. Finally, the guide saw my frustration and let me go off on my own for a while to catch up.
We got back on board the Reggae Baby and were invited to come down to the lower level, drink all the rum punch we wanted (151 proof…so we didn’t need much) and watch the “show”. We thought they’d maybe teach us some Jamaican moves, but we were in for a surprise. There was this guy on board that started by doing the limbo, then lit it on fire when it was only 12 inches off the ground, and went under unharmed. This was all while the driver was trying to hit the largest waves he could and the DJ was pumping out some great tunes. I knew this guy had a few screws loose when he started putting the fire all over his body, on his arms & feet, in his mouth, and down his pants! The pictures don’t even do this crazy guy justice. (I have videos but couldn’t figure out how to put them on here.)
After the party boat, we headed out of Ocho Rios in a cab for the best jerk chicken and shrimp we have ever had. This was by far the best meal during the whole vacation (We weren’t too impressed with the food on the ship). We also stopped by Margaritaville and had a drink. We managed to stumble our way into every Margaritaville at every port. My favorite…Jamaica, mon.
We had a blast on our cruise, and recommend Carnival to everyone. We both wish we would have had more time in Cayman Islands and Jamaica…so we’ll just have to visit for a week next time. I’ll leave you with some pictures we took on the boat. If you want to see all the pictures (all 250+), check out my facebook page. TJ’s back in the grind of work, and my summer officially began with yardwork yesterday! Take care!