jaycns
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DCL Day 4...Grand Cayman!
Our day started much too early after our late night out. Hahaha. Mrs. Friend and I had an early morning appointment at the spa! I had a foot massage, scalp massage, hair wash & dry. Mrs. Friend had a full body massage. It was a decadent way to start the day! We each had 60 minutes worth of services and had brought our swimsuits and cover ups so that we could get ready for our day at Grand Cayman before we left the locker room. When we were almost ready, Mrs. Friend used her walkie talkie to call her family who then alerted mine. As we met up with them, we heard the first call for open tendering.
Without the need to obtain a number for tendering we hightailed it to the tender launch and were seated and ready to start our short ride to the island. The kids were all excited for what was sure to be a fun island day.
And here's our Little Prince. Once I applied the sunscreen to his scalp (he didn't have enough hair to cover his scalp), his hair was all gooey. Instead of fighting it, I just used some more sunscreen to spike his hair up.
Our final destination this day was Boatswain's Beach. However, there was a place I wanted to share with our friends along the way. On our last visit to Grand Cayman, our taxi driver had suggested a stop in Hell. Hell, Grand Cayman that is. What we had agreed to, on a whim, (when the taxi driver suggested it last time), turned out to be a very scenic detour. We were going to surprise our friends with the beautiful sight this time around.
Our journey started off with us finding a fifteen passenger taxi van who would agree to transport us all day for one set fee (no matter how many stops or the length of the wait at each stop). That matter taken care of, we hopped in and buckled the Little Prince into his travel carseat. It's basically two flat panels (one behind and one underneath) with baby seat straps attached to it. It's NOT the safest looking car seat, but it was better than nothing. I had really struggled with how to transport him while on the islands. We didn't want to lug his hug carrier car seat, nor would it help to lug it all the way their only to have it taken while we were doing things (I rightly figured that no locker would be big enough for an infant carrier car seat). On the other hand, I didn't want him riding around with an island taxi driver (no disrespect to any island taxi drivers out there...but island driving scares me and I have only ever done it with taxi or limo drivers behind the wheel) I had never met before without a carseat. So long ramble short, this is the solution we found for that problem. Maybe it will help someone else. The travel carseat weighed about three pounds and folded flat enough to slip inside our beach bag (with the top sticking out).
But back to us going to Hell...instead of being paved with good intentions, this road to Hell was paved with bumpy asphalt.
When our friends saw where we were taking them (road signs give it away), they started laughing and saying things like we were a bad influence and singing the song "Highway to Hell". I laughed pretty darn hard at all of the joking going on during that portion of our ride.
The first thing we did once we were dropped off was to let the boys pose with the parrots that were stationed near the restrooms. Here is the picture that we purchased. I loved the picture and the boys also loved holding the parrots.
Although the parrots were pretty, we hadn't really ventured to Hell to see them. We were here to share the beautiful rock formations with our friends.
Dh and Mr.Friend thought they might each interview for a position in Hell. Ha ha ha.
And before anyone starts to worry and think that we just might be a coven of devil crazed loons, let me assure you, it was all good clean fun.
Interestingly enough, the sides of the buildings in Hell, Grand Cayman have Bible verses painted on to them. Although they do capitalize on the name, they are not in any way promoting anything that would send you on a path to the hell that is NOT located on the island. If you have ever been to the Hover Dam and heard the say things like "There is the dam elevator." as you toured the dam or, "Here's your dam souvenir." in their giftshop...then you sort of get the Hell humor as well.
I think the limestone formations are actually quite striking. We ended up spending about 30 minutes in Hell. Just before we left, Mrs. Friend and I headed into the post office to send ourselves postcards from Hell. Here you see the rest of our party waiting to get back on the van.
Also, it's worth pointing out that in my pictures you have literally seen everything that is in Hell with the exception of the small post office and the
restrooms (which are found along the backside of the above shops). It is, by no means, a destination in and of itself, but it is a unique and worthwhile way point along the way.
As we loaded up, dh and Mr. Friend were slapping each other on the back and saying things like "I'd go to Hell and back with you...and those aren't just words!" As for Mrs. Friend and I, we were trying not to laugh while getting them to cool it with the Hell jokes...I could just imagine what our kids would offer up as far as trip reviews if the Hell jokes went on any longer.
Up next, we were headed to Boatswain's Beach Adventure Park for a day of touring, turtles, snorkeling and sandy beaches.
http://www.boatswainsbeach.ky/
To be continued...
Our day started much too early after our late night out. Hahaha. Mrs. Friend and I had an early morning appointment at the spa! I had a foot massage, scalp massage, hair wash & dry. Mrs. Friend had a full body massage. It was a decadent way to start the day! We each had 60 minutes worth of services and had brought our swimsuits and cover ups so that we could get ready for our day at Grand Cayman before we left the locker room. When we were almost ready, Mrs. Friend used her walkie talkie to call her family who then alerted mine. As we met up with them, we heard the first call for open tendering.
Without the need to obtain a number for tendering we hightailed it to the tender launch and were seated and ready to start our short ride to the island. The kids were all excited for what was sure to be a fun island day.
And here's our Little Prince. Once I applied the sunscreen to his scalp (he didn't have enough hair to cover his scalp), his hair was all gooey. Instead of fighting it, I just used some more sunscreen to spike his hair up.
Our final destination this day was Boatswain's Beach. However, there was a place I wanted to share with our friends along the way. On our last visit to Grand Cayman, our taxi driver had suggested a stop in Hell. Hell, Grand Cayman that is. What we had agreed to, on a whim, (when the taxi driver suggested it last time), turned out to be a very scenic detour. We were going to surprise our friends with the beautiful sight this time around.
Our journey started off with us finding a fifteen passenger taxi van who would agree to transport us all day for one set fee (no matter how many stops or the length of the wait at each stop). That matter taken care of, we hopped in and buckled the Little Prince into his travel carseat. It's basically two flat panels (one behind and one underneath) with baby seat straps attached to it. It's NOT the safest looking car seat, but it was better than nothing. I had really struggled with how to transport him while on the islands. We didn't want to lug his hug carrier car seat, nor would it help to lug it all the way their only to have it taken while we were doing things (I rightly figured that no locker would be big enough for an infant carrier car seat). On the other hand, I didn't want him riding around with an island taxi driver (no disrespect to any island taxi drivers out there...but island driving scares me and I have only ever done it with taxi or limo drivers behind the wheel) I had never met before without a carseat. So long ramble short, this is the solution we found for that problem. Maybe it will help someone else. The travel carseat weighed about three pounds and folded flat enough to slip inside our beach bag (with the top sticking out).
But back to us going to Hell...instead of being paved with good intentions, this road to Hell was paved with bumpy asphalt.
When our friends saw where we were taking them (road signs give it away), they started laughing and saying things like we were a bad influence and singing the song "Highway to Hell". I laughed pretty darn hard at all of the joking going on during that portion of our ride.
The first thing we did once we were dropped off was to let the boys pose with the parrots that were stationed near the restrooms. Here is the picture that we purchased. I loved the picture and the boys also loved holding the parrots.
Although the parrots were pretty, we hadn't really ventured to Hell to see them. We were here to share the beautiful rock formations with our friends.
Dh and Mr.Friend thought they might each interview for a position in Hell. Ha ha ha.
And before anyone starts to worry and think that we just might be a coven of devil crazed loons, let me assure you, it was all good clean fun.
Interestingly enough, the sides of the buildings in Hell, Grand Cayman have Bible verses painted on to them. Although they do capitalize on the name, they are not in any way promoting anything that would send you on a path to the hell that is NOT located on the island. If you have ever been to the Hover Dam and heard the say things like "There is the dam elevator." as you toured the dam or, "Here's your dam souvenir." in their giftshop...then you sort of get the Hell humor as well.
I think the limestone formations are actually quite striking. We ended up spending about 30 minutes in Hell. Just before we left, Mrs. Friend and I headed into the post office to send ourselves postcards from Hell. Here you see the rest of our party waiting to get back on the van.
Also, it's worth pointing out that in my pictures you have literally seen everything that is in Hell with the exception of the small post office and the
restrooms (which are found along the backside of the above shops). It is, by no means, a destination in and of itself, but it is a unique and worthwhile way point along the way.
As we loaded up, dh and Mr. Friend were slapping each other on the back and saying things like "I'd go to Hell and back with you...and those aren't just words!" As for Mrs. Friend and I, we were trying not to laugh while getting them to cool it with the Hell jokes...I could just imagine what our kids would offer up as far as trip reviews if the Hell jokes went on any longer.
Up next, we were headed to Boatswain's Beach Adventure Park for a day of touring, turtles, snorkeling and sandy beaches.
http://www.boatswainsbeach.ky/
To be continued...
I have learned the hard way that life is just way to short to sweat most things. 
Not too sure I need to see that! 
