On day two, we made it to the private beach; on Princess Cays, we were one of the first ones off and on the beach. We had rented a clam shell umbrella, so we jumped in once we got it and laid out our stuff. The beach was beautiful, and the water was warm; the hurricane pushed clouds around, so we had quick rain bursts.
After about an hour and the ship was unloaded, the area was covered in people; the food sucked at the food court and wasn’t really nice. We ventured around and off the tourist area a bit to look around. The locals in another place, swimming and cooking out, smelled so good.
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Navigating through life, or as I like to call it, stumbling through a travel brochure, I’ve bounced from one continent to another like a ping pong ball. From riding a camel around the pyramids and getting lost in Cairo’s bazaars, to scuba diving wrecks off Florida, mingling with sharks in Roatan, and admiring Cozumel’s coral reefs. And amidst this whirlwind of adventure, I find time to scribble it all down in a blog, because what’s a near-death experience with a dolphin if you can’t brag about it online, right? So here’s to cheap travels, history lessons in every port, and unforgettable under-the-sea encounters. May my suitcase always be packed and my oxygen tank never be empty!
