But, of course, it's against G's religion to not get off the ship for at least a little while every port day. He finally walked off shortly after 1pm, armed with a two-way radio. I had the other one with me on the back terrace deck. At 2pm he radioed me...he was the sole passenger on an historical harbor cruise, and their ship had just left the dock and was sailing past the back of our ship. I was thrilled for him; he's been wanting to take this hour-long cruise every time we've been on Antigua. I told him to listen well to the narration, and fill me in when he returned. (Look closely at photo #2 and you'll see him waving from the front of the boat).
Well, since he was the only passenger, he was able to ask all sorts of questions, which you know he loved. He said the guide was extremely well informed and could answer very one of his questions. Unfortunately, they began serving him rum punches before the boat ever left the dock, and at the end of the cruise, sent him off the boat with one last rum punch in hand. All I'm getting from him tonight is that there were three forts overlooking St. Johns harbor, but he can't recall their names. :^|
I must make a note to read a comprehensive history of the Caribbean before our cruises next year.
