Royal Caribbean advertises Labadee as their "private" island ... which is really a beach ... which I have no idea if its private or not. I just know that one day the ship pulled up, dropped anchor, and tendered a bunch of us off for a day of sunning, playing, eating, and dodging the unbelievably pushy and aggressive vendors in the local marketplace.
There is a water park you can play in, and a ginormous slide you can go down, which was sort of funny because its advertised as an "Aqua" Slide and according to the reservation information you must be able to swim to buy tickets which makes sense because according to the photo on the website the slide shoots you off into the ocean which would be AWESOME except it totally doesn't happen. It sits on sand and unless there's a possibility you will be knocked unconscious on the way down and then drown in the inch and a half of water at the bottom, I really don't see drowning as a possibility. Regardless, it was a blast and I went down it four times, so you know it had to be fun if I was willing to climb the damn stairs to top four separate times ....... really, would an elevator for those of us over the age of forty be too much to ask????
An overall view of the water park, which is really not too great a view because I haven't splurged for a wide-angle lens .....
They had teeter totters:
Humongous trampolines, close to ten feet high:
Slides, that really DID dump you into the ocean, which was awesome until you remembered you had your brand-new sunglasses on your face because you are a dumbass (oh wait, that would be ME):
A balance beam type obstacle, with a barrel roll in the middle, which was a hoot to watch because kids have no sense of pride when it comes to falling off something, over and over and over:
These bizarre float-y running mats, which the kids used for racing and sliding and jousting and all sorts of balanc-y nonsense:
An overall view of the "Aqua" slide, which did not involve water at all unless you count the water hose at the top, and the water hose at the bottom which the guy used to get the sand off your feet:
Kendrie, enjoying her trip down:
Kellen, who is clearly concerned with his overall form:
Brayden, getting the most of the spray at the end .... by this point in the day it was about one hundred and fifty degrees, so climbing the steps to get the cool water at the bottom was not unreasonable:
Blaine, trying to look as cool as possible while keeping water from shooting into his ear and out his nose:
And me. Hello, cleavage!
Primarily, I learned four very important lessons on this day.
1. To get up on the trampolines and slides and climbing, floating toys requires an inordinate amount of upper body strength.
2. I do not have an inordinate amount of upper body strength.
3. Sometimes resting at the top was required, before I could summon the energy to hurl my body towards the water and then swim to the next obstacle. While I was very "Survivor" in my mind, I'm afraid I was very "Wipe Out" in my actual performance.
4. That Blaine is probably the smartest one of us all.