Okay, so I pretty much stink at getting vacation photos edited, much less posted. Something about being easily distracted and easily overwhelmed, I guess. Although, I'd like to think that anyone would be intimidated by a vacation where nearly 2,000 photos were taken. But maybe normal people don't actually take that many photos? Or maybe I should just bring a film camera next time.
Anyway. So, on this day, after we got back on ship from where did we go again? Oh yes. Belize. Where the monkey pooped in my hair. So, after we got back from Belize, my brother Jon rented out the FlowRider on board for just us to use, and it was awesome, even though I wasn't about to try my hand (or feet, or any other part of my body) at surfing. It was pretty much a boys only activity.
(Also, please keep in mind that I took about 400 pictures during this one hour time slot. I have narrowed it down to only 30 and I happen to prefer the wipe outs. They're just more fun.)
We shall see.
Next up: Cozumel. Maybe even before Christmas.