Home and Dry

I’m back and disconnected RobotBlogger until another day. Sorry for the mean posts. He seemed so nice in the interview process.

Where to start…

Oh I know. Never get into a cab without discussing the price first or, like us, you will be trapped to pay what the driver says as the doors lock and you hit the road. Was this in depressed Belize? Or party town Cozumel? Or money laundered Georgetown, Cayman Islands? No! It was right here in our own doorstep! Last week it was $75 to get to the airport without tip, and $88 to get home. Go figure. The driver was adamant that we had to cover his $10 fee to enter the airport pick up area where I am sure he had just come in from dropping someone off, judging by the smell in the cab. You think I’d know by now after travelling Europe and most of the Caribbean.

Too tired to complain.

We experienced the fantastic (Segways DO fall over!), the good, bad and the very ugly (mostly fat mouthy people who berated the ship staff over the stupidest things) and I will relate it all over the next couple of days.

Right now, George Hamilton is demanding attention. Later kids!