Finally made it to dry land!

I’d set my alarm for 7am and by 7.30 I was down in the piano bar collecting my number for immigration, by that stage they’d already been through the pink book and I was blue ticket no 142, with disembarking guests and those on morning tours not needing tickets, I knew I was in for a wait!

Breakfast in the buffet, standard pineapple, melon & a natural yoghurt, I don’t need to ask now, I just smile they automatically hand me the same thing every day. Jane headed off for her tour and I headed out the back with my book to wait for my number to be called

Immigration & CDC involvement was a bit chaotic to be honest. I’d been to the US in September so I appeared not to need ‘immigrated’ as my fingerprints etc weren’t done, border guard just asked what I planned to do and wished me a nice day.

All guests were to be off the ship by 11 and we were not to return until 5pm to facilitate a deep clean. We had all been given £30 OBC to cover the cost of lunch

Then it was the shuttle queue…. P&O had contacted bus company after yesterday’s problems in Freeport and the decision to preform another deep clean, asking to double the number of buses, but they didn’t have the drivers, so 5 shuttle buses struggled to cope meaning the queues were pretty bad with nowhere to sit

By 10.30 I was off but it was over a couple of hours before I was on a shuttle bus and my phone photos in town start at 1 so the whole process took a very long time

Didn’t want to spend the day in the shopping centre so did the water taxi $35 for a day ticket and really enjoyed sailing among the super yachts and the stars houses, from Jay Leno to Tiger Woods. My favourite was the Blockbuster Video one but others of note were the animal activists who had built a separate house for their 100+ rescue cats and the 92 year old bachelor who lived alone in his off grid mansion, there were loads of ‘billionaires’ homes only the Americans understood, like some ham – I was lost

At some point downtown the rain came on and we donned our bright yellow water taxi rain ponchos, I’ll not frighten you with the photo, but now cold and wet I just stayed on the water taxi back up to the shopping mall.

My husband will be delighted to know I bought nothing! It wasn’t for the want of looking, but I did find the prices of what I liked much more expensive than Europe or the Caribbean. Birkenstocks were $170 and the floaty Italian Silk tops that I love $120 and up. I pay about €40 for them in Europe

Wandered across the road to the shops there, bought nothing, retired to Starbucks and wiled away the last hour before we could return to the ship with a chai latte in the sun joined by this little cutie

If I came again I’d walk to the beach and visit the bonnet house

Queues for the shuttle back were long, at the terminal we had to wait in 3 lounges as cleaning wasn’t complete by the time we got on, tired and hungry, we just headed straight for dinner, and what a lovely table it was, a few good laughs to put the world to rights