My New Jamaican Love

Yesterday we docked in Jamaica for the day and since my training ended early enough, I got off the boat and explored with my friend Iggy. We ended up in a fancy jewelry store in the port area looking at watches that cost more than we make in several months. They had watches that were made of actual pieces of metal from the Titanic and with moon dust brought back to Earth by Buzz Aldren. You could barely tell the time on the moon dust watches, but they were beautiful and cost $30,000.
Later we went off into the real Falmouth area, outside of the fenced off touristy place. People were yelling from every direction trying to get us to buy their cheap bracelets and carved statues and things. I said no, thank you to most of them and one lady said I was a good boy for actually responding (most crew members just ignore the locals). After wandering around a bit longer, I ran into the same lady again, whose name turned out to be Shauntel. She took me back to her booth and tried to get me to buy some of her junk. I gave in and bought a Jamaica shirt because it was cheaper than the ones in the port. She was so happy she gave me a hug, kiss and free bracelet. As Dom, the guitar player put it, "you just met your future ex-wife."

In other news, we just had a crew drill today. They rang the emergency 7 short, 1 long bell to signal us to gather at our muster stations and prepare to lower the life boats. After standing around in the blazing Grand Cayman sun for an hour, we got into the boats and lowered them down into the water that I swear had too much blue food coloring in it. Seriously, its the bluest water you could ever imagine. Our boat leader, who is the Hungarian casino manager and looks like a goon from a James Bond movie, drove the boat around in circles for a half hour before we final went back to the ship and they raised us out of the water. The whole thing took about 2 hours and prevented us from having time to get off the boat and explore Grand Cayman. Oh well...we'll be back next week.