Day 7, Day at Sea

The weather started out cloudy and overcast but before you knew it it was sunny and hot as hell! I love Caribbean weather! Jody and I sat out and suntanned in the morning and I re-read “Selling the Invisible” by Harry Beckwith over a couple of Foster’s oil cans in the afternoon in the shade at the back of the ship.

Watched an amusing ‘Hairy Chest’ contest on the Lido deck (I declined to participate though I am confident that I could have been a contender). Billy Bob from North Carolina ended up winning the contest…with 1000 Nascar fans, and 1000 drunk college kids on board, he was an obvious shoo-in.

I was feeling a little sluggish today…too many margarita shots and cheap Mexican beer with the frat boys on the catamaran from the day before, I suspect.

Cruise Ship Valor

Here are some shots of our ship, Valor, while we were on the tender heading into Grand Cayman.

Photo of Cruise Ship Valor

It’s Not a Carnival. It’s a Zoo!

This boat is packed wall-to-wall with people. It’s a holy roman bacchanal orgy. To give you an idea…the cruise director, Kris, made several announcements bragging that there were 3364 passengers aboard the cruise ship Valor for this trip. Yet Carnival’s own web site states that the ship’s capacity is only 2,974 people. Sound like a recipe for disaster (of Titanic proportions) if you ask me. I’m not complaining…drunk college kids are a lot of fun (but I’ll kick their asses if the ship goes down and they get in my way).

bacchanal orgy