Day 4 – Woo hoo! Beach day! We’ve loved our time in the sun on the ship, but we’re beach people at heart. My son-in-law, Brian, picked up tender boat tickets last night, so we were among the first to depart the cruise ship. It was a beautiful, short ride to the Grand Cayman pier. From there, we took the trolley to Seven Mile Beach and split up into a couple of groups. Our Argentinian friends, Enrique, Patricia, and their son Lucas went kayaking and snorkeling down the beach. The rest of us rented chairs, umbrellas, and snorkeling equipment near the bar/restaurant and enjoyed the world’s best mango smoothies. Poor Brian; he had to navigate the beach with a little scooter to keep his foot out of the sand since it was in a cast from a recent surgery. The rest of the family went snorkeling nearby, but Brian and I lazed in our lounge chairs. We had some of the best people-watching ever! But, maybe someone is saying that about us, too, because at one point I looked up to find a drone hovering over us. I gave it my best looking-back-with-chin-over-my-shoulder pose.
After a few hours, we all headed back to the pier for some shopping. I couldn’t wait to follow up on a tip from Ian, our Shopping Guide. He told us about a rum that is always in great demand at The Rum Stop. We stepped in and saw all the shelves stocked with it. It was like a party; everyone there, including us, was chatting and smiling about Big Black Dick. Don’t be offended; this is historical (and hysterical) …….back in the 1700s there was a well-known pirate whose real name was Richard something-or-other. The French called him “Richard le Noir.” He didn’t like it and insisted everyone call him Big Black Dick. He was an imposing figure in a purple velvet coat and 4 pistols tucked into a red sash. Thus, everyone complied with his request. When he eventually retired from pirating, he made rum, really good rum. Of course, I bought some. I’ve always been intrigued by pirates (almost as much as gypsies) and was thrilled to have this little-known information about one of the real Pirates of the Caribbean – and the rum bottles to prove it.
Then I found wonderful rum-flavored chocolate turtles with sea salt. Made by Tortuga of the Cayman Islands, they were smooth and heavily flavored with rum; the pinch of sea salt on top was a nice finish. I felt like I shouldn’t drive after eating one. I also bought rum cakes in every flavor. Most of my Christmas shopping is done! I got a “Cayman Islands” Christmas ornament for my international collection, just in time to catch our tender back to the ship.
Back in my stateroom, my luggage wouldn’t close; it was jammed full of chocolate bars, chocolate balls, tropical-flavored creams, fudge, turtles, and rum. No choice but to have a little rum and chocolate on the balcony. Wish you were there.