Last Day

After taking Sheena to the airport, we headed out to see what might be left to see. Mostly we'd already done it all! We drove to the Blow Holes, which apparently were better before Hurricane Ivan in 2004.




We visited the Wreck of the Ten Sails Park. The park is on the eastern tip of Grand Cayman and commemorates the island's most famous shipwreck. On February 8, 1794, the Cordelia, heading a convoy of 58 square-rigged merchanat ships en route from Jamaica to England, floundered on one of the treacherous East End reefs. Its warning cannon fire was thought, by the other ships, to be a call to band together because of an imminent pirate attack. Nine other ships ran aground. The locals rescued all 400 of the seamen, as well as the cargo.

It was very windy.



We ended up at Rum Point, where Liz and Frieda went in for a swim. Aurora and I lounged around on a beach chair--she napped. I cuddled!


Then it was back to the hotel. Stuck in the back seat with Grandma!