We didn't think it could get much better, but then we hadn't yet had Thursday. Following breakfast in our "hotel" room, the day started off with a mad scramble of what to do on St. Maarten. Rob went in search of a scuba diving trip and lucked out in getting the last spot. He had to scramble to make it on the excursion, but he's glad he did, even in spite of the barfing and shark which headed straight for him.
Kelley headed down to the desk to determine not only what was available but what was open to a four-year old. We jumped at the five open spots on one of the last excursions available. After lying to everyone about the time to meet, we headed downstairs to get JoJo a replacement Sea Card (hers stopped working due to sunscreen). We got in line, made friends, and boarded the Golden Eagle III, a gorgeous catamaran. This proved to be a highlight of our tip. We admired the shoreline as it went by, marvelled at the color of the ocean, listened to upbeat music, lifted our faces to the wind and drank fruit drinks. We arrived at Mullet Bay and Mullet Beach, which turned out to be quite close to the infamous You Tube airport. JoJo, Morgan and Steven headed off to snorkel and Kelley grabbed a noodle and Romi and paddled the little bugger to shore. The water was clear and blue, the sand soft and inviting. We had a ball playing on the beach. The swell was aggressive but not scary and Romi absolutely loved getting pushed over, rolling in water and jumping up again. Kelley asked Steven for help returning Romi to the boat and we swam in to little cries of "faster, faster." We sang, dance, ate and drank our way back to port. Romi loved Toddler Parasailing on the net.
As we returned to this ship, hungry but happy, we heard a familiar voice calling to us from 12 decks up. Rob was just finishing up his meal at Johnny Rockets. We grabbed quick showers, divesting ourselves of an unusual amount of sand, and gorged on fries, onion rings, shakes and burgers. As we headed to our cabins for family nap time, JoJo picked up Sea Card number three. Despite sunburns all around, we headed out for the Freedom.com Ice Show. There simply is no way to describe the out-of-control hula hoop act, forget about the fact that we were at sea and watching an ice skating show! Following Italian night, Rob and Romi headed to bed and the rest of the crew rocked out a the Britannica Rock Party on the Promenade. Another great day!
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