The boat was huge - about 12 stories tall and hundreds of yards long. I finally figured out where everything was on probably the second-to-last day.
Port? Starboard? Who knows.
Every day the housekeepers would make a towel animal and set it on the bed. Here we've got the elephant. My personal favorite was the monkey that hung from the ceiling.
Shelly stretches her trunk.
Welcome to Jamaica...or not.
The Port Authority closed down the port because of the wind and choppy seas. It was some real "Old Man and the Sea" type stuff. I almost got blown over taking this photo.
Since we couldn't dock, they just turned around and kept on trucking for Grand Cayman. Me and Shelly had our fill of eating and drinking, so we explored the ship and took pictures. The big red thing is the smokestack.
This is from one of the open decks.
They had portait photographers roaming around hitting people up for snapshots. This is from "Don't Dress Like a Slob Night."
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