Well, if I thought I was going to have trouble sleeping the second night, I would have been completely wrong. This time, we slept in until after 9:00 am. By the time we got up to our breakfast, the ship had already docked in our other port of call. As we ate our breakfast, we could see parasailers floating by the ship. The early risers had already disembarked for the shore and were engaged in the various activities offered. This time, we did not dock at a pier, but had to be shuttled to and from the ship in smaller boats that seated about fifty or more people at a time. These boats were open to the air, so we could enjoy the warm, ocean air as we traveled to shore. Once on shore, there were many activities for the passengers to partake in. There was parasailing, jet skiing, scuba diving, snorkeling, boat tours, water parks, or just lounging on the beach absorbing the sun (quite a treat for someone who is used to snow and cold in December!).
We decided not to go for any of the activities because they mostly required swimming. Although I am from an island nation, I have never learned to swim. We walked along the beaches, looking at all the sights to see along the shore. Our ship looked like a castle on the sea, our home when we grew weary of all the fun. It felt good to see it out there, anchored only a few miles off shore. We also went to all the shops that were set up on the beach, where we purchased more souvenirs and a few nice pieces of clothing. They served a nice barbecue lunch. We enjoyed ourselves in a couple hammocks watching the crowds walk by and the sea as it gently lapped the shore. All in all, it was a very delightful day.
That night was yet another enjoyable evening. We had a very tasty meal, and we strolled on the deck and watched the ship set off to sea again. That night was Christmas Eve, so there was caroling in the central area of the ship. Many people showed up and we did the Christmas holiday proud. They served eggnog (leaded and unleaded). I had a couple of the leaded variety, it warmed me up inside. Later we attended the dueling pianos. This was two guys who played pianos facing each other and performed requests for the audience. They did this in a delightfully flippant way that was very funny and entertaining. We stayed until the show finished for the night. The only place open with food that late was a pizza parlor. We got a few slices before struggling into bed well after midnight. Tomorrow was Christmas Day, and I looked forward to it with great anticipation.
We decided not to go for any of the activities because they mostly required swimming. Although I am from an island nation, I have never learned to swim. We walked along the beaches, looking at all the sights to see along the shore. Our ship looked like a castle on the sea, our home when we grew weary of all the fun. It felt good to see it out there, anchored only a few miles off shore. We also went to all the shops that were set up on the beach, where we purchased more souvenirs and a few nice pieces of clothing. They served a nice barbecue lunch. We enjoyed ourselves in a couple hammocks watching the crowds walk by and the sea as it gently lapped the shore. All in all, it was a very delightful day.
That night was yet another enjoyable evening. We had a very tasty meal, and we strolled on the deck and watched the ship set off to sea again. That night was Christmas Eve, so there was caroling in the central area of the ship. Many people showed up and we did the Christmas holiday proud. They served eggnog (leaded and unleaded). I had a couple of the leaded variety, it warmed me up inside. Later we attended the dueling pianos. This was two guys who played pianos facing each other and performed requests for the audience. They did this in a delightfully flippant way that was very funny and entertaining. We stayed until the show finished for the night. The only place open with food that late was a pizza parlor. We got a few slices before struggling into bed well after midnight. Tomorrow was Christmas Day, and I looked forward to it with great anticipation.
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