I’m back from a cruise. I went with a group better known as Girls Night Out, or GNO. My mind struggles to state acronyms correctly, and this is no exception, so I tell people I’m going on a cruise and men aren’t invited.

 It doesn’t matter where we’re going. All I need to know is the date and boarding time. . .  so I don’t have to shop for food, cook and clean for seven days, all in a row.

We left from Port Canaveral, which is within driving distance if you live in Florida. The ports were Norwegian’s or NCL’s private island, Great Stirrup Cay in the Bahamas, Falmouth/ Jamaica, Georgetown/ Cayman Islands and Cozumel/Mexico.

The ship docked in Falmouth port rather than tender, and shopping and restaurants were a few steps away. But walk a little further and you’ll see how most locals live. Signs pave the way into the town center and tell the real story of Britain’s attempts to enslave Jamaicans while passing their efforts as freeing them from poverty.

 In Georgetown almost everything was beautiful and we went to the Cayman Turtle Center.

Green turtles are very large, friendly and native to the island. For a time they were endangered and consequently, now protected by law. I did buy something to remind myself they will swim to you and like to be stroked on their head. It’s a  new grocery bag to replace my 15 year old one. The photo is the two bags side by side. I planned to discard the old bag but if still has life in it and can’t.

In Cozumel we took a trolley city tour and I bought 12 ounces of Mexican chocolate for $30. I’ll let you know if it taste different from other chocolates. The chocolate factory located on the island employs many people.   We do no cooking or cleaning. We mostly. . . just laughed.

. . . just saying