Oh, my God it is hot here.
We took a walking tour of the old town Cartagena d Indias, saw lots of old buildings and narrow streets with balconies hanging out over the street. On the tour, we paused for 10 minutes to photograph the fort. After the tour was over, we still had a few hours, so we paid a taxi to take us back to the fort so we could spend an hour and a half looking it over. It was mostly walls and ramparts, but it also had a labyrinth of subterranean passages. Dark and narrow, with steep slippery floors in the passages. The passages were used to store ammunition, and also had areas to hide solders to repel sneak attacks.
The ship has a bunch of photographers wandering around taking pictures of people at dinner, around the ship, and they also do formal photo sessions for free. All the pictures are put up on a board for people to find. If you like the photos, you can pay for them, or throw them away if you don't like them. We've got a few nice shots of us on deck. While looking over the photos today, we saw some photos of “James” and 3 of the Arizona students in a formal pose, so clearly he's making some good progress there. And we did get a wrong number call to our cabin: a young woman asking for him, so I think I'll have to retract my comment about him not doing as well as his movie namesake.
Today over martinis I discovered that Jeff from Edmonton is Jeff Turnbull, a SJCBS Edmonton alumni. Many of the Edmonton staff were Selkirk alumni, so he's been conditioned to treat anyone from Selkirk as a god, so I found that amusing for a while, until I decided to burst his bubble by letting him know that everyone has the classic “back in my day” hindsight. He'd been getting a lot of the typical “At Selkirk, we had to hike 10 miles through the snow from the dorms to the dog runs, and it was uphill both ways. We had to do it in only 30 seconds, and we'd get 100 swats if we were more than a few seconds late.” It was a little silly, but also a lot of fun.
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