Here we are...me and my sister off ship in Puerto Rico after the "Quarantine" incident......If you look real hard you might see Gabby leaning out on the veranda shouting expletives (Gabby didn't do that, but I am sure she was shouting them in her head).
We actually did not port into Puerto Rico till late afternoon so we were very limited on what to do. We ended up visiting the Bacardi Rum Factory and shopping around Old Town Puerto Rico for awhile.
And I believe the exact words of Gabby were, "I wanted to see how they make rum!" as we we left the infirmary but in all honesty the rum factory was a huge disappointment and a waste of time. I think Gabby was pleased to hear this bit of information when we came back later that evening....BUT... let me go ahead and show some top secret rum factory photos with you and share why me and my sister are not allowed to go on excursions alone together.
So first of all within 5 minutes off the ship we had flattering pick up lines thrown out at us and a man letting me know he is divorced and available. So I quickly came to the conclusion that if Adrian ever chose to leave this apparently hot "chica", I will have to move to Puerto Rico because I will be able to find a date without any problems. So they had a bus available to load up on, that I believe my parents may have ridden to school in the 1950's to take us to this rum factory.
However I knew we had a good tour guide because look at his name.....Adrian...perfect!
Adrian was a great tour guide and shared with us Puerto Rico's coqui frog that he caught earlier that day.......a coqui is indigenous to Puerto Rico and they are very small and have a distinct croak.
......and you want to know what Puerto Ricans pay for gas.......mmmmm.......... .97cents a gallon....nice huh! So after a very warm ride through questionable neighborhoods we arrive at the Bacardi factory and we wait for our tour to begin. So I see a tree on the grounds that is the kind that grows its roots back down in the ground from limbs of the tree so I figure I will get closer to take a picture but apparently you are not allowed to go on any of the grass, which by the way is not grass..it is mowed down weeds. There was no signs...I guess they figure people will not venture onto the grass when free rum is being passed out. So me and my sister begin out on the grass and are whistled at and yelled at to come back to the concrete waiting area. So Bacardi can suck it, I took a picture of the tree before I began walking away even though you can't see the detail of it ...
So they load us up on the bus and I think to myself we will see sugar cane fields and take a tour of the factory where the rum is being distilled......no. no. no. no. no. no....they take us to a museum and begin telling us the history of Bacardi...we watch a dumb film and then they take us to a room...
Where apparently we cannot take pictures....no sign again....nobody said we could not...I took a few pics....and was quickly whistled at and then yelled at not to take pictures? We were looking at 1800's distillery's.....old trademark signs........old paperwork...why can't I take a picture...Is this the CIA of rum...are they showing us the holy grail of rum secrets?....
SO....Bacardi can suck it again....at this time I am going to post all three pictures I took in this top secret museum......EVERY PICTURE...even if they are out of focus....so here you go....TOP SECRET STUFF PEOPLE...enjoy!
and now a sign that no one has ever seen before....you won't believe your eyes on how top secret this sign is...you will be amazed what kind of secrets this museum held...TAAAADAAA!
...yup...it is the Bacardi bat logo...the one that MILLIONS of people see every day but apparently this bat logo is different...it is top secret!!! you could take a picture of this bat logo......
So in conclusion Leana and I were yelled at twice on our excursion..so.....in reality mom would have hated the ride to the factory because of the heat and questionable neighborhoods we had to drive through and Gabby would have been thoroughly embarrassed by her mom and aunts antics through out the tour, so in the end it was probably better that Leana had them put in quarantine....at least that is what we convinced ourselves.
Anyways we made it back to the ship but were unsure if we wanted to get back on the ship where Leana's parental fail was awaiting our return so we decided to do some shopping in Old City Puerto Rico which was in the pier area of the ship. This area was fun and I wish we would have just stayed in this area for the day.
When we got back to the ship we learned that not only had they been quarantined they gave them a restricted diet of dry toast and chicken broth. ....and apparently by the various visits of the crew our room had become "THAT" room...that contagious room.....but really.....
....at this point mom felt fine...and Gabby had felt fine...and well they were hungry!
quarantined, starved, and the plague of the ship.....
So because Leana and I had access to a bounty of food through out the ship... and well we were not quarantined ....we raided the buffets and smuggled a feast to bring back to the room.....
The ship ported out that evening at 11 and we bid adios to Puerto Rico and called it a night.....it was definitely an adventure...and I still say..... suck it BACARDI!
Next stop.....St Thomas.......quarantine, shotguns, and iguanas
TO BE CONTINUED:
Here I am, safely returned over those peaks from a journey far more beautiful and strange than anything I had hoped for or imagined - how is it that this safe return brings such regret? Flights to Auckland
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