Cruise- Day 5
Once again, we got up really early. We had breakfast in the formal dining room before heading to the gangway to disembark. Out of 9 possible excursions, we chose the Deer Island Kayaking Tour.
Once we were on the dock, we realized that we were supposed to meet with our tour and tour guide onboard at the Mikado Lounge. Crap! =/ We patiently waited until the rest of the tour joined us on the dock, then we took a bus to another dock and got on a ferry for Deer Island. Mazatlan is really beautiful. It reminds me of Cancun...white sand beaches, lots of beach front resorts, tourist-y shops, etc... Once we neared Deer Island, our ferry stopped, and we got on a smaller boat to get to the island. Reason being the beach on Deer Island is very shallow. You can walked twenty feet out into the water, and the water never passes your waist.
after boat after boat. As Cin would say, "Good thing I've got
sea-legs."...in which I would reply with , "But ya ain't
got no legs, Lieutenant Dan!" Nevermind. It's one of
many lines I kept irritating her with throughout the cruise. =P hehehe
The ferry took the first group back and never returned...so we rode a smaller speedier boat back to Mazatlan. I enjoyed that so much more than the ferry. The boat dropped us off right in front of the Villa Plaza Resort. After seeing the water slide at the resort pool, we decided to jump in. *Ahhhh!* It was nice being in regular chlorinated water again. hehehe We swam for a bit, then walked around in search for Mazatlan's Golden Zone (shopping mecca). We got kind of lost and ended up walking aimlessly about town. We stopped off at Dairy Queen for lunch then started to make our way back toward the dock on foot. Mazatlan has these small golf-cart type taxis. They kept phonking and pulling over to see if we wanted a ride. After walking for over an hour in the blazing sun, we decided to take one of those taxis. Problem was...there's five of us, and the cart looks like it would only fit three. The driver agreed to take all five of us. We piled in, and I shamelessly sat in both Bett and Cin's laps. Bad idea! On the way to port, we got pulled over by the police. The taxi driver got out, slipped some money to the police, and then the police sped off. Hmmmm, nice to know that the police there can be paid-off. =T
did some souvenier shopping at the Mercado just outside of the port.
I bought some trinkets and knick knacks. Bett got an intimidating,
but COOL, temporary tattoo from the base of her neck to the mid of
her back. Afterwards, we got back on the ship. I showered and rested
on my bunk watching the last half of "I Am Sam" on TV before
We swung by the club to see if it was jumpin'. Nope...same peeps every night...doing the same dry-humping dance. *ugh* But this time we made friends with these guys from Oregon (whom we saw practically every night at the club, but never really talked to). Unlike the Abercrombie-guys, these guys are cool...down-to earth, easy to talk to, and don't get put off by our sarcastic humor. They're a mix of "Blink-182" meets the movie "Orange County"....but I could be wrong. The Oregonians got nicknamed as "The Toe Stompers" due to their...uh, unique style of dancing. They take up a whole lotta room, are ALL over the dance floor, and dance in spastic mosh pit fashion. We danced with...er, I should say, around the Oregonians for a while before retiring to bed.
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