Once again, I rose before the sun. I pulled on my gym clothes and headed up to deck eleven to wander, read, take pics, and hopefully catch a good sunrise before the gym opened. This was St. Maarten Day, and I was looking forward to some family fun!
Once again, the sunrise was disappointing, although I got this really interesting cloud formation.
I waited outside the fitness center for the doors to open and had another lovely workout. When I emerged, I could see the port of St. Maarten coming into view.
I grabbed my usual latte, went to Cabanas for my breakfast, and grabbed a plate of croissants to bring up to DS. I had booked a 1:00 Pirates of St. Maarten Day Cruise on the Lord Sheffield sailing ship, so we still had plenty of time to disembark. I generally like to book my excursions myself. Its usually considerably less expensive, and I dont mind navigating the ports of call on my own. Today, that would prove to be a bit more hassle than Id anticipated!
Id mentioned the
Dreams Unlimited gift basket, which was really nice! Its not actually in a basket, but a blue reusable shopping bag stuffed with shredded paper filler in which the gift items were nestled into place. This bag was very lightweight and the perfect size to carry three pool towels Id grabbed after finishing my breakfast and my snorkel gear. When you exit the ship at any port, they have big carts of towels available for you to take with you, but I prefered to have everything packed and organized before exiting the ship. I also had another tote bag with my camera and other necessities, so I was all set to go.
We had a pretty leisurely morning in the room before disembarking at around 11:00. The information Id read said it would be a short walk from the cruise ship dock to Dock Maarten, where wed board the Lord Sheffield. Id looked at a map and had a general idea of where we would need to go, but I wanted to make sure we had plenty of time to find our way and do a little shopping as we made our way to our excursion.
When we disembarked, we found ourselves at a touristy little shopping area.
I handed DH the blue DU bag with the towels in it, and we visited a couple of the shops. DH haggled with a lady over a cheerful orange tropical print shirt, basically his summertime uniform, and walked away feeling hed gotten a good buy! I found a cute Christmas tree ornament to add to my collection of ornaments from our travels. Wed asked a woman at an information booth how to get to Dock Maarten, and she seemed a little confused, so I mentioned Great Bay Marina, and she seemed more familiar. She implied that it was a pretty long walk and suggested we take the water taxi. Now I was getting a little confused, so we walked to the water taxi stop and asked the lady there. She gave us directions of where to get off the water taxi, and since DS enjoys all sorts of boat rides, I decided wed go ahead and take a ride. DH fished out the $7 per person round trip, and we boarded the boat that was waiting there.
I spoke to the captain and told him where we were going, and he said the next stop was PAST where we wanted to be, but if I reminded him, hed make a special stop for us on the way back. The special stop, just for us, was right on Dock Maarten beside the Lord Sheffield, which the water taxi captain pointed out as our ship, and DH fished into his pocket to tip the man. As we stepped off the boat, DH announced, Well, my drivers license is gone!
What? I gasped. What do you mean?
I had it in my pocket, he explained, and its not there anymore.
I started to flag down the water taxi as it pulled away, thinking it might have dropped out aboard there, but DH stopped me. Dont do that. Well never find it on there. He decided he needed to retrace his steps back to the ship, which we could see not much more than a mile away from the dock (thanks to all the helpful and knowlegable folk of St. Maarten for the accurate directions!) and stop at the water taxi stop and the shops where wed spent money. He handed me back the blue bag and set off. We still had about forty-five minutes before our excursion, so I told him to meet us back at that spot if he found it quickly. DS and I walked to the streetside of the Marina building.
Just past the dock was a little shopping area, so we walked there to kill a little more time browsing the shops before returning to wait to board the Lord Sheffield. At about 12:50, we walked to the end of the pier and waited to board (notice how close the Fantasy is in the distance).
Captain Austen introduced himself, and I explained to him DHs situation. When I told him that I didnt think hed be returning to join us, he surprised me by saying that we would not be charged for his excursion fare even though their published cancellation policy did say they require 5 day notification for a full refund! He also told me we were waiting for one large party of twelve, and then we could depart.
DS and I found a padded bench in front of the cabin windshield where we made ourselves comfortable.
1:05 and we were still waiting for our shipmates. Captain Austen said if they didnt show soon, DS and I would have a private cruise! He also confided in me that they would be charged for the excursion if they did not show up. 1:10 and the captain said hed phoned the ship, the other party was also sailing on the Fantasy, and was told the group was on their way. By 1:15, we saw a group of men, women, teens, and a couple of children around DSs age moving quickly down the pier. One of the women among them claimed responsibility for their tardiness and engaged in a discussion with Captain Austen about missing paperwork (mine was in the Tuesday section of my trusty acordian folder!) after which ensued several phone calls to an excursion company to confirm their booking, during which we set sail. I felt like the crew of the Sheffield was most accommodating with both my unexpected situation and the other partys lack of organization. I was impressed with the level of customer service provided.
We took about a 20 minute sail to our snorkel spot, during which time we were given safety instructions and directions about the facilities and snorkel gear was distributed to all who needed it. When we arrived at the designated spot, a ladder was lowered over the side of the ship, and we were given instructions how to get into the water and back onto the ship safely. I jumped in and waited below for DS.
When we were both in the warm waters, we began to paddle our way over to this little oasis with which DS was quite intrigued.
The snorkeling here wasnt great. All we really saw were several schools of little yellow and black striped fish, and the water wasnt really clear enough for me to get very good pictures of them, but we had tremendous fun swimming around, and DS got very excited when he spotted one of the schools of fish on his own.
After about 45 minutes at the snorkel site, the ship took off again. The crew began to serve drinks and barbeque ribs and chicken wings, which were very good. The ship was heaving up and down with the current, and the woman who had organized the other groups excursion was having a terrible time with sea sickness. She had crawled around to the side of the ship and was laying on deck with her face over the edge. I felt a little queasy myself, and Ive never suffered from any type of mal de mer, but I was able to enjoy the trip back by lounging still in the area DS and I had claimed as our own, refraining from the rum punch that was being served, and sipping slowly on some Diet Coke.
As we approached Dock Maarten, I prepared to disembark by folding up the two towels I had removed from our blue bag and gathering up my snorkel gear. As I pulled the bag open to return the towels, I saw DHs face smiling up at me from the bottom of the bag. It was his missing drivers license! It must have fallen into the bag as he carried it at his side and was happily not lost in the Caribbean at all! I couldnt wait to get back to the Fantasy and share the good news. I only wished wed taken the time to search the bag before hed returned to the ship, although in hindsight, he probably was happier back on the Fantasy than he would have been on the Lord Sheffield. He doesnt snorkel, and although he could have remained onboard at that time, the seating was not all that comfy for just lounging around.
DS and I walked about a quarter mile to the nearest water taxi stop (it was already paid for, and while I would have considered the walk back to the Fantasy invigorating, DS is not much for exercise), and waited around 10 minutes for the next boat, having just missed the last one.
We hurried back to the room to find DH napping. I woke him excitedly with the news, and he shared the story of wandering around the streets of St. Maarten searching for his lost license, visiting guest services to file a report that would be shared with customs at the port, and receiving bracing words from the wonderful CM there who told him, You mustnt let this ruin your vacation. Its just a document, and it can be replaced. Dont blame yourself, nor anyone else for that matter. DH said he thought the CM must have known him pretty well!
At this point, it was time to shower and get dressed for dinner. It was Pirate Night, and being a former drama teacher, Im all about the costumes! We each were prepared to go full pirate for the festivities, so I laid out the attire, we got dressed, and headed down to Animators.
Marijan and Allwyn were both extremely enthusiastic about our commitment to the spirit of fun. They both mentioned that we were missed the night before, and DH chatted with Marijan about our Palo server, Nikola, with whom he happened to be good friends.
Pirate Night in Animators is fun because they show pirate themed clips and video on the screens. This was also the only night I saw Shutters photographers in the MDRs.
I was disappointed by that, since I had already decided to buy the complete photo cd, and my philosophy about that is the more pictures that are taken, the better deal it ends up being. I dont really mind taking several minutes out of dinner to get some professional photos taken, but apparently I am in the minority, as when I mentioned this at Shutters, they told me that photographers are now only in the MDRs two nights as a response to guests requests. L
My dinner this night began with Blackbeards Jumbo Crab Cake, which was delicious, followed by the refreshing Chilled-to-the-Bone Honeydew and Watermelon Soup. My main course highlighted the excellent service of Marijan. I ordered the Macadamia Nut Dusted Mahi Mahi but was advised against it. Marijan said that guests generally complain that the fish is dry. I thanked him for his advice and ordered the Short Ribs instead. Marijan said hed bring both, so I could taste for myself. I thought it was funny to be sitting there with two big main course plates in front of me, but he was right about his recommendation. The flavors of the dish were delicious; I loved the rice and the curry sauce as well as the seasoning of the fish, but it was a bit dry. The ribs, on the other hand, were fall-off-the-bone tender. I ordered the Banana-Chocolate Crepe from the No Sugar Added section for dessert, and loved the sushi style presentation.
After dinner the boys decided to play in the Arrrcade, so I went back to the room to read and relax for the pirate deck party at 10:30. I had been enjoying my book for a nice while when the door opened, and the boys came bursting in full of excitement. You have to come up top, Mama! DH urged me. Theres a lot of fun going on!
We were having too much fun, and we wanted you to be with us! DS added.
Apparently, they had exited the Arrrcade and stepped into the early pirate party for kids that starts at 7:30. We all ran back up to deck eleven and found a good spot to view the proceedings. The stage show also broadcast on the Funnel Vision involved Captain Hook and his crew trying to take over the ship and included video clips of the actual crew along with the characters. One hysterical clip actually showed uniformed officers bound and gagged! There were no fireworks at the conclusion of this earlier show, but it was great fun.
Afterward, we headed back to the room. DS and I decided to relax there, while DH decided to catch a screening of Ironman 3. Unfortunately, I told him it was in the Buena Vista theatre when it was actually in the Walt Disney, so he didnt see it. I do believe he caught some of the basketball game in OGills and then returned to the room. As you can tell, The James Gang are not much for the nightlife scene! As the night wears on, were mostly happy to hang around the room, not unlike this guy&
Next Up: St. Thomas, Turtle Encounter, and Fun Onboard