Before the sun set yesterday we put Jamaica in the rearview mirror and as I write this we are putting Grand Cayman in our wake. We swam with stingrays, petted the future ingredients of turtle soup, and urged our bus driver to take shortcuts to avoid traffic and get us back to our ship on time. He jumped a curb (with a BUS, mind you) and sped past stopped traffic in the turn lane. He got arrested by a very irate Caymanian traffic cop, told to drop us off at the pier and report to the nearest police station. Most fun I’ve had on this cruise so far.
Tomorrow is Cozumel. I’m going to get a check in the box of one of my life goals—Visit Mayan ruins.