I was so excited when I stepped onto the balcony this morning. The skies were a beautiful light blue with just a few puffy and wispy clouds moving across the heavens promising a wonderful day on shore.
Grand Cayman is 76 square miles long and is the largest of the three Cayman Islands and boasts having one of the most beautiful beaches in the Caribbean. George Town is the capital of the Cayman Islands because it offered “relatively deep water close to shore and the lee shore location typically p provides a safe anchorage and calm seas for vessels”.
We love Grand Cayman and have visited here several times. We have taken tours to the turtle farm, 7-mile beach, gone snorkeling, and had a fun day going to “Hell & Back”. So today we decided to just walk around town and see what we could see.
As we were walking down Harbour Drive my eye caught the sight of wooden structure high up in a tree. I stopped to see why it was there. We stepped into a small area which is the site of the18th century fort ruins that was once of the oldest structure in Cayman. This little area is the Fort George Historic Site.
The wooden structure we were looking at was one of many lookout posts that had been set up at strategic points all around the island during World War II. According to what we read, “The lookout post had been constructed in the branches of a large silk cotton tree at the left roadside corner of the fort. The lookouts were manned twenty-four hours a day, with four men serving each location in varying capacities. A small hut equipped with a bunk, binoculars and a battery-powered crank-type field telephone was provided at each site”. It was hard to imagine four people in these small structures.
Along the remaining wall were three murals each depicting a memorial time in the island’s history by Caymanian artist John Broad. The first is titled the Spanish Attack the second mural was titled World War II and the last mural was titled the Easter Regatta. All were very colorful. We enjoyed reading the history of these beautiful pieces of art.
We crossed the street and spent a few moments walking through one of the many shopping areas looking at various merchandise. We continued our walk looking for the roosters that roam the streets of Georgetown.
It did not take long to find several of these coloful creatures walking around the grounds of the Elmslie Memorial United Church. There was one large rooster crowing on a wall just a few steps to the left of the church. I was amazed that I could get so close.
Under a tree next to church was another rooster looking very much like it was protecting its turf. I walked a little closer as he kept an eagle eye on my movements. What we realized is that there was a hen hidden behind the tree and a little chick scurrying to find cover.
Next, we stopped to take a look inside this small, simple, beautiful church. I loved the rich wooden beams, the wooden pews and the beautiful stained glass windows above the altar. As I was walking around I noticed a small potted twig on the stairs to the right of the altar.
I walked over and realized this tiny twig of a tree was being used as a prayer tree. Next to the pot was a small basket with little pieces of paper with ribbons. There were also pencils to write your prayer. I picked up one of the pieces of paper and wrote a personal prayer and hung it on the tree. I loved the idea that I could leave this little prayer as we left the church.
We continued walking until we reached one of our favorite waterfront restaurants, the Cayman Cabana Oceanside Restobar. We love the open atmosphere, the friendly service, the music and the burgers. We split a Gourmet Cayman Burger with jerk aioli, crispy bacon, melty cheese, an onion ring and mushrooms. Yummy!
After walking so much we were both very hungry and gobbled up our burger while enjoying bottles of cold Caybrew beer.
We were here last year and looked for our names on the wooden beams around the bar. They were gone so Randy asked for a marker and wrote our names again. We’ll be here again; hopefully our names will still be here.
It was time to head back to the ship but before we headed in the direction of the port I wanted to capture a picture of a beautiful mural painted by artist Jason Kennedy on the side of the restaurant’s building. According to the Cayman Compass, “The mural shows a cartoon blue iguana – styled on Cabana owner Luigi Moxam – wearing a felt hat and heart-shaped sunglasses as he beats out a rhythm on a pair of drums”.
“It is Luigi’s vision to wrap the building in art work. We worked together on the concept for around a month. We wanted it to be Caymanian, but we wanted it to be original – not just blue skies and palm trees,” said Mr. Kennedy. I loved it!
It was our second formal night and I wanted a little extra time to get ready for cocktail time and dinner.
We had a great time at dinner sharing stories with Sal and Anna. As dinner was winding down, Sal wanted to know if we would be going to the headliner show. We said, “Absolutely”. This was a new show for us and we were eager to see what it was all about. We agreed to go to the show together.
From the moment Alfred and Seymour, “The BlackStreetBoyz” came onto the stage I started to laugh and continued to do so throughout the show. They danced, joked, attempted to juggle and engaged the audience at every turn. Their antics kept the entire audience in their seats and laughing out loud.
Like so many comedic acts, they pulled someone from the audience and to this gentleman’s credit he was great. He did everything they asked him to do playing along with the men as they engaged him in several comedy routines. These two men were just beyond funny. Actually, I laughed so hard I snorted a few times much to my embarrassment.
As we were leaving the theater I could hear people exclaiming how much they enjoyed the show. So much so, one young man said out loud, “I was laughing so hard I had tears running down my face. These guys were just too funny”.
It had been a really good day but now it was time to turn in. We returned to the cabin for a good night’s sleep.
Tomorrow we dock at another one of our favorite ports, Cozumel, Mexico.