March 2020, we spent a week in Grand Cayman overlooking the bay at Georgetown. For the first four days, as many as seven cruise ships were anchored offshore, shuttling tourists to and from the port. The final three days, not a ship could be seen, not even on the horizon, as the island tried to escape the inevitable. We left just days before the airport closed.
Our recent cruise was supposed to stop here, but we were a week too early. The port did finally open to cruise ships once again just a few days later, and we hope to soon be able to visit friends there. It’s been two years.
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