Yesterday, I did a post called Cruising. Since we were stopping at 6 different islands, I figured I would do a week-long series just for the heck of it.
The Bahamas was our first stop.
It’s kind of neat to be on a cruise, because every morning when you wake up, you’re at a new destination. When I woke up the following morning, I was awestruck at the beauty of the crystal clear, azure water and blinding white sand.
Now, if you decide to go on a cruise and one of your destinations is the Bahamas, keep in mind that more than likely, you will not be going to the main island, but instead a private island. The cruise companies actually purchase one of the 700 islands, cays, or inlet in the surrounding area and call it their own. For ours, we were at Half Moon Cay.
Also, you should know that when you stop at one of the island, the ships crew gives you a window of time. You can leave at 7am to tour the island, but you have to be back at 5pm. Guess what happens if you get back at 5:05? Yep, the ship is gone and you have to reach into your pocket to purchase a plane ride (in a plane the same size of a pack of gum) to one of the other islands to meet up with the ship again. Just ask the lady whom I got stuck on the elevator with and who bitched and moaned about having to do just that. My response? “They said they would leave your ass. Maybe you should get a better watch.” Luckily, the elevator door opened and I was able to slip out unscathed.
Anyway, they also have various excursions that you can sign up for and out of the two that interested me the most (swimming with the stingrays or the glass bottom boat), I chose the glass bottom boat, because my mother isn’t fond of being in the water and I wanted her to be able to participate with me in the chosen activity. Daughter of the Year? Absolutely!
I can’t remember what was on the complete list of excursions, but I do know that parasailing was one of them; however, I’m terrified of heights (you should witness my anxiety when I’m on a plane), and so is my mother, which made it an easy decision: parasailing was a NO-GO!
The ship was anchored offshore, so before we disembarked, we were all issued a ticket with a number. This is kind of a pain in the ass, but they call groups of numbers, shuffle that group onto a very twee little boat and shuttle you to the dock on the island. I went downstairs, grabbed our numbers and met my mom back up on the Lido deck to have breakfast. We weren’t in a hurry because our glass-bottom boat excursion wasn’t until 1:15pm. We had time to kill and I needed coffee.
After our leisurely breakfast, we headed to the Cay. If you get seasick easily, this shuttle ride won’t make it any better. Luckily, I don’t ever get seasick and it didn’t bother my mom either, but there were a few people who were a little green around the gills and on the verge of hurling. Poor thangs!
Upon arriving at the dock, we still had a few hours to kill, so we walked around. The ships’ crew had setup little stalls where you could buy merchandise to remember your trip to the Cay. You’d think this stuff would be horribly expensive, but you’d be wrong. I bought a couple of well-made T-shirts for $20. Not too bad. There were also various little bar stations where people could continue where they left off the night before. A hair of the dog? Perhaps.
Mom and I grabbed a few chaise lounges and stretched out in the sun. The weather was perfect! The water was amazing and you could walk out as far as you wanted and still see the bottom. When I went out, I got to see some stingrays after all.
At 1:00pm, mom and I walked back over to the dock because it was time to begin our tour on the glass-bottom boat. The same people who rode the ferry over with us — the ones green around the gills — were joining us, yet again. I was thinking, “What the hell? Not sick enough?” Anyway, it turned out okay…the tour wasn’t anything to really write home about. I saw a few more stingrays, a baracuda, and a bunch of these little guys:
Like I said, the picture sucked. These fish were anywhere from 6 inches to 2 feet in length and absolutely stunning with their bright blue and yellow stripes. Friendly little suckers too. They loved coming up to the boat and I put my hand in the water, where they proceeded to nibble on my fingers.
I tried taking photos through the glass on the bottom of the boat, but they sucked. Really. Besides, there wasn’t much to see except the Finger Nibblers and sand. But here’s another view of the island from our twee little boat:
Okay, so Half Moon Cay wasn’t that exciting, but it was totally relaxing, which is what mom and I needed. I would have preferred to probably see the main island, but I knew that the trip would just get better, because our next stop was St. Thomas.
Would I recommend the Bahamas? Since this was our first stop, absolutely! But as we continued on our journey, I can tell you that there are far better places to go. Stay tuned!