semi-random flotsam
We have to be out of our cabin by 8am so the stewards can prep for the next people.
Breakfast is a simple affair- half staff at the kitchen and dining because this is their crazy day.
I’m not that hungry, and just want a bit of protein and caffeine and some water for my slightly scratchy throat. Continue reading “Disembarkation, Departure and Disease”
Our last day in Cuba is also our last full day on the cruise. Our excursion starts early – we are heading away from Havana and to the countryside to visit La Terrazas, which our hosts/tour guides describe as a program.
Our evening tour options were the Tropicana (very touristy, very kitschy, and very spendy) or an alternate venue for an evening of music.
The latter choice being a smaller venue and less risk of wardrobe malfunction. Ha! Continue reading “Havana Night”
Our first excursion is at out of Havana itself via the antique American cars. S and I pick a red 1946 Ford (our driver calls us his girlfriends).
There are rules, you see. You can’t go except on a special Visa. MSC has set up their excursions to qualify as Person-to-Person educational experiences. As long as you do 2 of their excursions, we can sort of do whatever all else and still have qualified.
We signed up for 3. Two today – day and evening, and one tomorrow before we sail away.
We have a brief discussion about changing our excursions. Should we skip the one today and get off the ship earlier if we can? Our excursion doesn’t leave until 1:30 – what time are we to arrive in port?
Scheduled arrival is 1pm. We are not going to do better than that.
We actually sail into the harbor a bit early, the old city drifting by us on one side, El Morro (Morro Castle) off the other side.
When we booked the trip, aside from our final port of call, this one was what S was most interested in. She’d dived caves in Mexico years ago but was looking forward to the ruins at Tulum. Continue reading “Cozumel for Tulum”
Our next port of call is the Cayman Islands. Our excursion for the day is called Best of The Caymans and it is quite the eclectic mix! Continue reading “Grand Cayman”
I don’t know what time it is when I wake up. An inside cabin is a dark and quiet cave. There are no external cues. I wake up not sure it is 2am or 10am. I use the restroom (priorities) and then check. 8:23am.
Woo hoo I love vacation.
Exploring, checking in for the Effy Jewelers giveaway (guess who wins?) Continue reading “At Sea”
We both sleep in and ease into our days. S needs to reorganize her packing and I need to cram everything back into my bag.
We check out scant minutes before the noon departure and check our bags with the front desk so we can head to Havana Harry’s for Cuban food. Continue reading “Check In”
We flew down early to avoid airline issues. January, anything can happen.
We had no issues getting here, but I arrive to a useless but frustrating notice from my company’s travel partner about the conference I’m attending which comes down to “Smelta Airlines” (not their real name) has once again screwed me over. (Sigh)
So when I wake up early (asleep not long after 9pm) this morning I’m scrambling to rearrange what I can until Monday when the flight itself can be adjusted, doing my Spanish lesson for the day, and then dozing on and off…
Basically it’s a pajama-lazy morning for us both because we don’t have the walking food tour until 12:30pm. Continue reading “A day in Miami”
