Wednesday was spent on Grand Cayman Island in Georgetown, where we landed admist shops, restaurants, and general chaos with people everywhere you looked.
Among all of the high-end jewelry, rum seemed to be a popular purchase in the form of both bottles of rum and rum cakes. I simply took part by posing with a pirate.
Yes, we all passed on the rum, but when it came time for the original Margaritaville restaurant, we couldn't pass it up. It was probably the best margarita I have ever had in my life.
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