This was the view from the pizza bar on the cruise. It's where we spent most of our time. Sad, but true...
When we went downstairs to get off of the ship, we quickly learned what a tendering port was. Tendering, in the cruise world, signifies: Get off your big, safe ship and get onto a small one that should only ever be used for emergencies.
But alas, we survived the tendering experience and it was actually quite fun. If Matt ever gives up the Southwest Airlines thing, I think he might move to the Caribbean to drive life boats (or, given his latest obsession, he might move to Alaska and work on crab boats--specifically the Northwestern on the A&E show, Deadliest Catch). But alas, I digress... Here we are in arguably the most touristy picture of our voyage.
We had an amazing time playing in the ocean together. We jumped in the ocean and acted like kids for hours. The water was amazingly clear and there were stingrays swimming all around our feet. We were acting so crazy that people around us started saying, "They must be honeymooners, they still like each other."
After a couple of hours on the beach, we eventually ventured back to our ship. After eating some more pizza, we started roaming around looking for a pool without 18 million people in it. We soon located the serene little hamlet pictured above and were so proud of ourselves for "outsmarting the masses." Little did we know, we actually snuck into a private pool connected to the spa. Apparently, it's about $20 a day per person. Oops. Oh well, no one caught us.
Stay tuned for the next installment of "we went on a really amazing honeymoon and are still so excited about being married." Have a great weekend!
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