Sunday, January 25, 2004

finally=

New York to Miami beach Florida
The weather 10 degrees and within 3 hours aboard jet blue 80.
A few drinks later, jet skies. Man of war filled the ocean while the motors pounded the 75 degree waves. Ah heaven.. Cuban food for lunch and more drinks continued. Late night at a friends house time for dinner and a bottle of wine, unwind and straight to bed.

Saturday morning rush to port of call to embark on a 8 day tour (not a 3 hour tour).
The weather hot and sticky as we scaled the last deck of stairs to wave good buy to Miami. Made our way to the dinning deck. There was a herd of old people in their electric chairs and the sound of red neck jargon that filled the air. Pushing, shoving, running for a plate of food was the scene. A cup of hot tea and a bowl of salad later we sat and talked. 4 couples in all, all well fimilure.

2 days at sea with the rest of the 5,000 others, we headed to Belize. In our cabin there was a huge deck. Spent much time on it looking out and hearing the swish swash of the waves at 21 knots. No ship in sight with only a few dolphins swimming next to us. Pure solitude.

Ships came out to us, 2 miles from the coast. The docked next to the ship and jetted us inward to the coast. All excursions that had to do with snorkeling was canceled, so 150 extra people boarded the bus with us for a cave tubing expedition. What looked like the back roads of Australia we made our way to the rain forest. On foot we hiked inward a mile deep within the canopy. How cool that was. The trees were massive and the birds, spectacular. We went through a few small caves along the path. They were full of limestone stalactites that glittered like diamonds. The local guides had names for them depending on there shapes. One looked like a turtle. We had to cross a few creek beds that had ropes to help you from the fats current. We finally made our way to the base of the cave. We hopped on the tubes and were whisked down the water into the blackness of the cave that stretched for a mile and a half. We had miners hats with lights on our heads so we could look up and see the hundreds of bats in the ceiling holes. Down a ways there was another opening of the wall and the soft light wadded in. a warm green color mixed with tropical plants and trees filled the cut in the limestone, very tranquil. When we got to the end Sasha noticed the Ziploc bag that held the digital camera was full of water and the camera looked like a fish coming home from the pet store. The camera was ruined, but that god for insurance.

After we left the cave we were heading back. our bus took us to a local restaurant. It was an open BBQ joint. We had red beans and rice with BBQ chicken-Jerk Chicken. The local beer was refreshing and so was the hot sauce. We sat in the back and gazed out at the natural orchids that filled the back yard.

When we got into town we had some espresso and went shopping for Cuban cigars. We found some and hopped a boat and went back to the ship. We took a nap. A dirty martini and a Cohiba later we dressed for dinner……

More to come later=