Debra heads south...
A warm Gulf breeze caresses my cheek. I taste the salty spray of the water on my lips. The tropical sun pours down and tans my shoulders. Overhead, a bright blue sky arches overhead. Palm trees sway in the gentle breeze. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....
No, I'm not delusional from having survived the worst winter in recent history. I have however, sailed away from it all aboard the fabulous Carnival Liberty and am currently in the Cayman Islands. We've been sailing since Saturday, and alas our trip is almost over. We have this final stop, one day at sea, and then we dock in Miami and head home...and back to the snow I'm sure.
But for now, here on Grand Cayman (if all has gone according to plan), we're taking in the sites. Our itinerary today includes a tour of Georgetown and Pedro St. James Castle, a visit to the town of Hell (I can't wait to send postcards!), and an hour's stop at the world-famous Seven Mile Beach.
Until next time,