Key West from our Balcony.
We ate breakfast in the dining room. Tables are assigned at dinner but open seating for breakfast and lunch. We had a nice breakfast but the boys were not really interested in sitting. Too much energy. We took care of that over the course of the day.
After breakfast we headed out in to town. Owyn refuses to wear a hat. Rhys has a hat of mine, from when I was a teenager, which he has appropriated.
Ready to hit the town. You can see the ship at the end of the street.
Tracy decided that she wanted to see the butterfly pavilion, (they call it something else). It was about two miles down the main street of town, so off we went. It was hot and humid but the boys just plowed along. We stopped about half way there and Tracy did a little bit of shopping.
The butterfly pavilion was small but packed with butterflys, oddly. They also had some cool seats.
Owyn just will not look at the camera.
Rhys, on the other hand, is quite the little ham.
Some of the local fauna.
After the butterfly's we began the death march home. Half way we stopped at a local Cuban deli and had some lunch. They boys ordered, and did not eat, a hamburger. Tracy got a Cuban sandwich and I got a ropa vieja sandwich. We also had a conch ceviche. We tried taking some back to share with the folks, but they would not let us take it on the ship.
Just before we boarded there was a small fountain. We stopped and let the boys dabble their fingers before we headed back.
Oooh. Water!
Hot and sweaty little boys, but they walked the whole way.
Our ship from the quay.
Rhys and I headed back.
Mama and Owyn. All tuckered out.
Rhys was good to go and just played during their nap.
The Civil War era coastal defense fort, as we sailed away.
The rest of the day was just more chilling on the ship. We all hit dinner that night, which actually went pretty well. Early to bed again that night.
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