Wednesday - Cozumel
Well like the rest of the cruise there was nothing wrong with today other than it failed to meet my expectations. Shareen and I booked a tour to Passion Island, we were sold on this tropical paradise where for one day we could be pampered and forget about all our cares. Passion Island is where the Corona commercials were made, crystal blue waters, ebony white sands and service via the snap of my fingers.
In cruise ship talk a day is three hours and service did happen with the snap of my fingers as long as I went to get my drinks and was snapping at myself. In addition there were a number of Mexican vendors allowed on the Island who were strategically located around the Margarita bar such that you had to run the gauntlet every time you wanted a drink. After the now usual chaos of disembarking the ship at the pier we had a 40 min bus ride followed by a 20 min ferry ride to the island itself.
Pleasure Island is gorgeous as advertised, was a little windy that day but I sat under a Palm Tree until lunch and admired the beach and my wife in a swim suit…vavavoom.
I’m also attaching a picture of me in my new tourist camouflage shirt….look closely I am in fact in the picture.
After exactly three hours on the Island we made the reverse trip back to the pier where Shareen promptly proceeded to spend all my “auto-fund” money on trinkets and liquor for family and friends. We bumped into another set of tourists on their way to Pleasure Island; I think they try to squeeze in two or three tours in a day.
We got back to the ship where I decided to pamper myself with a room service based Gin and Tonic, decided that if I wasn’t getting pampered on the island I’d get pampered on the damn boat.
After a few hours in our cabin we had another disgustingly perfect dinner after which I proceeded to win a fortune of $60US at the on board casino.
The $60 made me feel better about my otherwise unremarkable excursion.
Progresso tomorrow…