On Wednesday, August 10th, we docked in Jamaica. The weather was sunny and warm and the water an impossible shade of turquoise blue.
There was a small reggae band playing and Lonnie joined them for a picture (and a tip).
After some shopping (I needed a swimsuit cover up), we went down the pier to go on our excursion - a huge catamaran that would take us out in Montego Bay for snorkeling and rum punch.
They hoisted the sail and we sailed away. Ahh.
Lonnie swam in the Caribbean.
We saw parasailes.
And we went to Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville, where we had margaritas and I bought a T-shirt.
Once we were back on board, we set sail again. The crew danced to the Black-Eyed Peas and Beyonce.
They offered us more rum punch or 'Wata', the local bottled water.
And we slowly made our way back to our waiting cruise ship.
Clouds had rolled in, but it didn't rain. Instead, we had some lovely respite from the sun.
Finally, back in our cabin, the room steward had this amazing towel animal waiting for us.
As we left Jamaica and headed toward the Cayman Islands, I knew that Jamaica was one place where I definitely want to return.