Day Four Rum Point, Even More Palo And Pirates!
Another early breakfast, this time at Topsiders, as the fearless travelers pulled into Grand Cayman. We hastily decided upon the Rum Point Beach excursion when the itinerary changed (we had been there previously and really liked it, but decided to opt out of the Stingray City portion this time around since everyone had already done that on the last Grand Cayman stop and we realized that the prime beach areas of Rum Point are taken by those who opt out hence our reasoning.
Our excursion met in Diversions at 8:15 a.m., and the Grand Cayman port requires tendering, so the process is always a bit slower and preference is given to those with
DCL-booked excursions, earliest given even the greatest preference. We wandered down a little after 8:00 and the room was full; obviously, whatever excursion before ours (a butterfly encounter of some sort) hadnt been cleared to the tender boats yet and was running a few minutes behind; DCL, like all cruise lines visiting, are at the mercy of local officials as to when their ship will be cleared (no one is really sure what that means, although I am pretty sure it involves setting up a group of official welcomers who in turn make sure that all the local merchant shops are open and ready to sell you just about anything under the sun...and of course, Tortoga Rum Cakes). Complicating the process on this cruise is that there were not one, not two, not three, but four different Carnival ships in port on this day, all vying for the same tenders:
I have also stated earlier in this trip report how impressed we all were that DCL scrambled and put together this itinerary on a moments notice, obviously contacting all of these new ports of call, arranging for our docking, arranging for shore excursions and generally making us feel welcomed. And they did an amazing job of doing so. I also mentioned earlier that there were the vocal minority back at the port who were complaining about the itinerary change and generally acting foolish; those folks were fellow Americans. Well, it is nice to see that this kind of behavior knows no borders. In Diversions that morning, a family of four from across the pond was already complaining about their subjective belief that things were unorganized and running late. They were vocal and sitting right in front of the ever-friendly DCL crew member trying to keep things in order and get those on the butterfly excursion out the door so that he could then deal with the Rum Point group. Somehow I knew that these folks from the U.K. would be on our excursion, on our bus to the ferry over to Rum Point and sitting right next to us on that whole trip...still complaining. I was right. Folks, you are on vacation, go with the flow a bit. Thankfully, we did not let it hinder our enjoyment at all:
We encountered the only rain of our entire week, and it was perfectly timed, not hitting until we had gotten off the bus (and away from the complainers) and onto the ferry for the 45-minute trip to Rum Point Beach. The water at Grand Cayman is beautiful, turquoise, and the trip over there (slow, due to the shallow depths across the bay) was really half the fun, even with the Ana and Bill-induced storm hitting us. By the time that we got to Rum Point, the skies had cleared, the temperature had risen, and we got to experience this secluded gem:
This excursion is really nice and relaxing. The waters at Rum Point are perfect for snorkeling and the food (included in the excursion price) is tasty and feels like you are in the islands:"
After taking in Rum Point for the better part of the day, we experienced the return trip to the buses on the ferry, but this time the sun was out and the trip even more spectacular. The buses were waiting and right on time, we were back at the ship in no time and ready to prepare for Palo, Part 2, our much anticipated dinner, as well as the Pirates In The Caribbean Party.
Although we were second dining during the week, our Palo reservation was 6:30, which was perfect for getting out in more than plenty of time to change out of Palo gear and into Pirate gear:
Its equally difficult to describe just how amazing Palo dinner is as it is Palo brunch I have read opinions on which is better, which is a cant miss and which you could pass up. From my perspective, as well as DW and the group, each is unique and each should be experienced at least once. P.J. greeted us and escorted us to Sashas section. Sasha, in his ever-present professionalism, described each and every morsel of food that awaited us. I simply cannot put into words what an outstanding meal and experience we had at this dinner (nor how incredibly stuffed and full each of us were after consuming what appeared to be a weeks worth of the ships entire rations in a single sitting). I will let the pictures do the talking. First up, the various appetizers, including calamari to die for, a tomato-basil salad and a spectacular grilled eggplant:
And entrees. How about beef tenderloin:
Some of the best rack of lamb I have ever had:
Sasha likes to bring an entrée for the table, tonight it was actually two additional entrees, pasta dishes:
By the time dessert rolled in, the crew practically needed to roll us out. The chocolate soufflé that Carm, a true connoisseur of soufflés, claims is the best in the world (a strong statement indeed):
I am partial to the panacatta, which I believe is absolutely memorable:
How about banana crème brulee:
At the conclusion of our gorge fest, we started talking to Sasha and P.J., telling them what wonderful meals we had consumed there both brunch and dinner and what a letdown it will be as we walk out of the friendly confines of Palo that evening. I even (somewhat) jokingly told P.J. that the four of us would gladly volunteer to place sit for any last minute cancellation he may receive in the next few days we could get dressed up in seconds if need be!. Heck, it would be a crime to leave a table empty at Palo. P.J. and Sasha laughed, we scribbled our kudos on the book at the host stand, said our goodbyes and waddled out into the hallway.
Although soundly in a food-induced coma, we exited Palo and headed back to our respective cabins for Pirate Night festivities. Now back in 1999 on our first Magic cruise, there was no such thing as the Pirate Night party, because those were the days B.J.S. (Before Jack Sparrow) and before the fireworks were shot off the ship. For the life of me, I do not remember what we did on those nights, but my best recollection is that what is now the Pirate Party was simply a very lively, character-driven deck party, sans any fireworks blowing up in the sky.
We spent the time prior to the party revving up, taking in the solitude and quiet of the Quiet Cove pool area, which illustrates how, no matter how many folks are on this ship, if you want some solitude and privacy, you can find it:
We decided on the understated pirate garb for this cruise, mostly in part that we were dangerously close to Northwests 50 lb. baggage limit, and paying an additional $50 on top of the $25 or $30 per bag we had already paid just didnt seem all that attractive, particularly since experience has taught us that our onboard $200 credit, which always sounds like a lot, is usually burned through by the time they call our name as we walk onto the Magic from the port terminal:
Which brings up a good point. The Pirate Party is truly not to be missed and a plus that has occurred in the last decade of DCL cruises that we sincerely hope sticks around in some capacity (and with the rumored Pirates 4 movie in production, very likely). Watching it from start to finish from the comfy confines of Deck 10, we noticed that the dances, music and banter has been rearranged and updated; although the Mickey Saves The Day theme and fireworks in the sky have remained constant. The fireworks are, of course, the highlight, and when you realize that DCL is the only cruise line able to circumvent maritime laws about flammable rockets and the appearance of signal flares in the skies, you feel pretty lucky and pretty darned excited about the whole event.
The Pirates pooped out soon after the last report decorated the Caribbean night sky, we knew that an early Spinning class and Cozumel were waiting the following day, so we called it a night a little after 11:00.
My impressions from Day Four:
DCL is, in part, a victim of its own success. Guests know and expect a punctuality and precision from the Disney brand, and when things beyond its control (hurricanes and tender boats) cause changes to that precision, folks tend to overreact;
Grand Cayman is a very nice port, but it is incredibly expensive. We didnt shop on the island because of the crazy high taxes and ended up doing better shopping back on the ship after we left port (the rum cakes in the duty free Up Beat were much less expensive than in the Grand Cayman Tortoga store, which makes this port perfect for sun/beach activities, but not a lot else);
Although the fireworks on board are not Illuminations or Wishes, watching them leaves a warm and fuzzy feeling with you as you bob in the vast, inky ocean and connects you back to everything you like about Disney;
After feasting in Palo, I am looking forward to that Spinning class.
Next up:
Day Five Are We At Palo, Or Is This Groundhog Day II?