Swimming with the sting rays.
Resting a bit in the Crown Plaza Hotel in Ft. Lauderdale after the flight to the point of departure.
Singing songs in the van on the way to the ship.
On board the Navigator of the Seas and immediately finding a spot poolside to get some sun.
Time to dance. "Aiy, mon. There be nothin' like sweet reggae! But, where are the girls?"
Dos XX at the poolside bar. Duff was insisting that his belt get filled before any further moves are made by Larry.
Mustard drill practice!
