Today was another early start. We were set to land in Haiti at 7, so we set our alarm for 6:30. Becki, ever the anti-morning person, took one step onto our balcony, decided Haiti wasn't interesting enough to be up this early for, and went back to bed. I stayed up and watched them hook up the ship to the dock. By the time I was done, room service had brought us breakfast, so Becki had to get up again. We had originally planned on leaving the ship fairly soon, but decided to go back to sleep until 9.
By the time we finally got on dry land, it was HOT. And humid. And uncomfortable. It sucked. We walked down the pier and into the town square, which must have been a half a mile away, until we finally got to the shops. Becki walked through the first one, which was in a building and had a relaxed atmosphere, and instantly decided Labadee had nothing more to offer us. I, however, insisted we power on and at least look at the line of small shop booths further in the square. The shopkeepers there were much more... traditional Central American businessman. "Come, look in my shop, miss," "Come see, for you only one dollar!" We didn't stop to check out most of them firstly because they were making us uncomfortable, and secondly because they all contained wood carvings, which Haiti is apparantly famous for, but what our ship's newsletter had warned us against purchasing because of seizure-inducing, wood-burrowing pests. Huh. We stopped back at the original building shop on our way back so I could buy a card to send to Will, then boarded the ship again. All in all, we were only in Haiti for about an hour and a half. Not much to see, not much to do, not too exciting.
By now we were covered in sweat and rushed to our room to grab our suits and head to the pool. We had stupidly not brought our suits into port with us because we only planned on shopping; neither of us care for beaches, you see. After cooling down in the pool, showering, and eating, we spent another quiet few hours in our room. We left to watch us sail out. Adam had found a place at the front of the ship that was elusive to get to, and therefore almost empty of other passengers. After leaving the ship deck, Adam, Zachary, Beck and I went down to look at the ship's shops again. There was a raffle, but unfortunately, we didn't win. We hurried upstairs to get dressed for dinner, then went to the dining room.
Tonight was one of the nights the adults went to one of the onboard restaurants for dinner instead of eating with the rest of the general population, so Becki and I were recruited to watch three of the younger kids, the youngest being ten. Since we all eat dinner at the same table anyway, the first half of our job was easy. Becki got the lamb and I got the garlic roasted shrimp. I won dinner again today. Becki-1, Paige-2. Our cousin Aubrey, age 16, brought a boy to the table, which was a huge mistake. This boy wasn't very bright, so we messed with him for a while. Becki told him to call her Mrs. M, and I made him try and guess my name. His first guess was Jessica, which I told him was correct, and he believed me. Aubrey was glaring at me like, 'stop messing this up for me.' It was awesome.
After dinner we hung out with the kids until their parents came home. Then we headed to the casino for another disappointing night. I lost another $25 quickly at the blackjack table. I also fed spare change into the quarter slots. I broke off from Becki and Adam to watch the cruise's Who Wants To Be A Millionaire show. I met up with Aunt Eileen and Uncle Allen and they bought me my first alcoholic drink this cruise, a mudslide. Finally, I came back to the room and started writing this post. I would just like to let Nicole know it is 12:41 AM and I've been eating french fries while typing this. Unavailable at this hour through the ship's cafe's, but available through room service. Score.
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