Anyone missing a monkey?

Geography. Think east of the skinny part between the two Americas. Ya mon.
The port stops were 1)Cozumel-an island off of Mexico, 2)Roatan-an island off of Honduras, 3)Harvest Caye-Belize (Norwegian Cruise Line’s private island) and then 4)Costa Maya, Mexico.

But here’s where we started…
New Orleans

Our departure port was New Orleans, a city legendary in my mind and full of unfounded expectations. Unique food culture? Music on the streets? Beads for boobies? The only place I heard you might make use of one of these.


I guess the idea is to expect the unexpected, have fun and not care too much.

Afetr a few days what I felt was that beneath it all is a deep cultural historical mixture of food, people and pride. Humble yet gaudy. It was welcoming and familiar yet very new and different to me. Southern aloha? Love.

Even the cemeterys have flair.

To end the intro, when I think back to my New Orleans experience I keep going back to a brief encounter one day where we had ordered too much food and had leftovers we couldn’t finish. We packed em up and I said to myself, I should give this to someone who could use this. As we got closer to our hotel on foot that night I saw a guy laying out an a piece of cardboard tucked into a doorway of a business or apartment. I approached and said-hey man, you hungry? We got some extra food. While laying on the ground, he rolled his head toward me and at the same time pointed to a plastic bag sitting above his head. He said “I’m good man. Appreciate ya”. That left an impression me. That the one person I thought could use help was doing as ok as could be. He didn’t need me today, people take care of each other here. It was a learning experience for me. This place has love, it has a soul that I couldn’t fully grasp over a few days but it was present and strong. That’s what travel is about seeing into a place and trying to understand and feel its pulse.

But back to our trip which takes us to…
DAY 01, hit the ground
Drop Luggage, Eat.
June made our headquarters a few blocks from the areas synonymous with New Orleans-Bourbon Street and the French Quarter. After getting greeted with beads and dropping our stuff off at the hotel lobby, we took a walk toward the water on the hunt for beignets at Cafe Beignet.


Above is Hudson with a serving of beignet-hot, doughy and super messy powdered sugar.
DAY 01
Meyers Hat Shop
With an hour to kill after morning snack, we (but mostly me) walked to Meyer’s hat shop to pick up some accessories for me and Hud. When you walk into some of these hat shops you can just tell they’ve been around for a long time and are an institution.
It is rare that I will get my main trip souvenir so early on. Not pictured is Hudson’s green St Patrick’s Day fedora with four leaf clover lol.


…and afterwards

Check out this lighting store! Gas (and some electric) lamps. I started spotting them on the more popular streets and at the fronts of several older style plantation homes. Cool architectural detail!
DAY 01 also
Brennan’s
A suggestion from friends as a place to dine at, we visited what we later learned was a New Orleans institution. This ended up being the classiest place we ate at.

We tried turtle soup with sherry, seafood jambalaya and eggs Benedict.



At the end of our meal I saw that they had bananas foster on the menu. I thought to myself, “Let’s see what their version is like.” Turns out this is the birthplace of bananas foster lol. While our server made the dessert at our table, she told us the story of bananas foster and how it originated right there!

DAY 01-yes, still day 01
BBALL
To top off an already super full day, we decided to get tickets to watch the Pelicans play the LA Clippers at the Smoothie King Center. The Pelicans were of course the favorite, and we left the grounds tail between legs with one minute to spare. At $25 bucks a person, we got to experience an NBA game via nosebleed seats. Pretty amazing when you’re used to watching eleven year olds play at the school gymnasium.



DAY 02 goals set.execute.
Main goal-St. Patty’s Day Parade
Yawn. Woke up late, made repeat breakfast of last night’s midnight snack which we picked up on the way back from the game. Hopefully we leave before noon to get to the Irish Channel district for the Saint Patty’s Day parade. I’m going to be so jealous of Hudson’s hat today. Just today though.
Here’s the after picture first.
Let’s put on some green and get going!


Here we go. Day drinkering. We positioned ourselves around the halfway point of the parade outside of a store called Fresh Market-a Whole Foods like place in the middle of this beautiful historically Irish residential area.

We camped outside armed with food and drink. the store had a bathroom but there were numerous portapotties on the street also.


Father of the year award? No? OK. LOL I just realized how green Hudson is.

I take a quick macabre neighborhood side trip
Lafayette Cemetery #1
While waiting for the parade to make its way to us I decided to take a solo detour into the neighborhood just a few blocks deep to peek at the Lafayette Cemetery #1 . The cemetery is currently closed for repairs so I had to take this pic from behind the bars. That’s a quality after life!

Hurry back the parade is here!



At first things were slow. Then toward the end, these double decker buses came by and started throwing all sorts of items out to people. Hud wanted cabbage, that specifically.

This guy parades

Are Funyuns Irish? Some of our final score included bead necklaces, faux flowers, real carrots and cabbages, candy, toys, snacks and anything green or consisting of a clover. I got a cool green flower for my Nawleans hat!

To exit we walked as far away from the parade as possible to avoid rush prcing on Uber. That brought us into the neighboring area where we found ourselves at a laundromat. Pickup time!

DAY 02
Deannie’s
After dropping off most of our hoard of beads and cabbages and whatnot, we walked to Deannie’s for seafood.

…and a pile of fried seafood-fish, shrimp, crawfish and soft shell crab


DAY 02
Cooking Class
Post parade, me and Hud are off to a cooking class near Bourbon St. We probably shouldn’t have eaten so much beforehand.
We made chocolate bread pudding, andouille sausage and taso ham jambalaya, and barbeque shrimp in a butter sauce.
Unlimited drinks also. Ever tried Dr Pepper and heavy cream? lol






Afterwards we went looking to get rich and so after visiting one dry liquor store we ended up with directions to a scratch off place.
Did I say this city has love?

Gambling aside, I should talk a little bit about being able to drink in public. It’s a strange thing where any damaging vice is considered a norm. While walking back through Bourbon St and the side passages the 5 blocks to our hotel I told Hudson to look people in their eyes and try to see what they’re feeling. The eyes of this city vary so much, from aware to stay away and glazed to cloudy. After tonight though I will say that New Orleans is a tolerant city and open minded relative to my eyes.
DAY 02
Nightlife
On the way home we saw my haberdashery advisor (I should have gotten his name) walking the streets. He mentioned the Ace hotel for Latin music.
After tucking in the boys and doing a load of laundry on the 11th floor, I decided to sample the night life.
The Ace hotel was a few blocks from home and away from the intensity of Bourbon St. After sitting outside I made my way into the lobby which led into a seemingly packed room. I let the music penetrate into my soul and danced freely and awkwardly at the back of the tiny dance hall.

This ended up being kind of special, a look into the music side of New Orleans which runs deep in the street and bar scene.
A Summary?
Even though this was just the starting point to another adventure, New Orleans ended up being the place that I got the best feel for. This is probably due to the length of time we had here as well as the relative comfort of language and culture.
Before starting I imagined us walking around with 2 foot tall plastic beakers of hurricane. Instead we got drunk off of anything but and experiencing a warm side of southern hospitality. It’s still foreign to me yet genuine and welcoming. Thanks for the sliver of life, New Orleans!
DAY 03
Boarding Day. Last call for Nawleans.
We check out of the hotel, leave our bags downstairs and go holoholo until the NCL boat departs.
For us that means church for June and Hud and a cemetery tour for me and Pax. The Saint Louis Cemetery #1 is the most well known one in New Orleans and can only be visited via tour group.

The cemetery is primarily Catholic. Bodies are placed within and sealed.

Because temps get up to 350 degrees, they naturally degrade over the course of a few months. Bodies are placed above ground because New Orleans is below sea level.
There are mostly family crypts here, each structure for a family, however there are also communal ones based on interest where people pay (sometimes a minimal amount) to join an association (ethnicity, occupation etc) which includes, you guessed it, burial. If you’ve dealt with any of these, you know that weddings and deaths can be surprisingly pricey. Here is a plaque for a musicians tomb. Sorry if my death structure nomenclature is incorrect.

This is Voodoo Queen Maria Laveau (and family’s) tomb. She’s got quite the interesting history. Notice the superstitious triple x’s carved into the side? If I heard our guide correctly, her tomb was at one point was surreptitiously painted pink overnight. That became the start of cemetery security and required tours.

Something something Nicolas Cage.

This was referred to as the Protestant or “smoking section”

It ended up being an informative and gloomy day which matched the mood of our tour. We rendezvoued back with June and Hud for food.

Cafe Du Monde for more beignets. Heard of it?


We walked to the Mississippi River for some views…


…and a trolley ride back into town before jumping onboard the ship.



STILL DAY 03
Get Onboard
Norwegian Cruise Lines
Breakaway is the name of the boat.

Before boarding June found a FB group for our specific cruise, and a couple of cruise regulars decided to put together a Hawaiian style meet and greet. Ready for mayhem.

The Hawaiian Bar Crawl spanned 5-6 onboard bars. Most participants were armed with unlimited drink packages, flower leis courtesy of our FB hosts and a strong will to party. Super fun. Sorry bartenders.
We used our specialty dinner vouchers for our anniversary dinner at the Italian restaurant La Cucina.



No pic on this but the table next to us had an older guy sitting at the end of the table begin to choke. I could feel the unease of the guy choking and those around him. At first I side eyed him to watch then I eventually stared him in the eyes and slowly got up. Now I was engaged. What to do? Heimlich? No, palm strike! Would this be my moment of Scouting saviourship? A time to remember forever while reliving the tale around a scout campfire? I walked over and was ready to bend him over and palm the center of his back when some of his dinner party looked at me and said they had two nurses present in their dinner party. Oh well I’s ready.
Any hoot, after that we went to watch the show “Burn Up The Dance Floor”-a mix of dancing to various types of Latin and blues music. The entertainment aboard ended up being just ok.

Onto the good-ish stuff-Stepping foot onto Caribbean islands
DAY 04
Cozumel Mexico
Our snorkeling tour is at 10am and all aboard time is 430pm today. The plan was to ride northward along the shoreline for around 45 min to a snorkel spot called Columbia Reef.

At the port area we paid an additional $6 US pp “preservation fee”. mmmkay.


There were two other families riding with us.

Putting our phones in a communal wet bag was a safe idea but then we ended up not taking many pictures!
We got to see a flounder/ray (something flat), barracuda and other small fish in around 10-15 feet of water.
We tried to see a shark in a hole
The starfish were nice but look but no touch
Then we got blasted by incoming rain and saw an occasional manta ray in the shallows.

Our Capitan made guac and chips which we greedily ate. The original plan was to eat off of an inner tube in the shallows next to the boat but that plan got rained out.
Feeling kinda jipped (sp) instead of paying the $15 taxi ride back we decided to walk and dry out our towels at the same time. It was so hot I imagined the water evaporating right off of the towel on my head.


The nice thing about cruises with kids is that if they are old enough and tired you can return them to the ship, dump them off and go back out adventuring knowing that they can find their way to food, the room and whatever entertainment is available onboard. From the port June and I headed back out, past the megatourist area marked by huge Margaritaville and Senor Frogs signs. Keeping the all aboard time in mind we went as deep as we could, past small discos, sleeping shopkeepers, rubble and a water filling business to a down to earth looking eatery.




We got a dish of 3 tacos 85pesos/16 and a Modelo for a total bill of $9 us.
Verification-the lady there mentioned that ship crew members go there to eat.
Our most real Cozumel townie experience. There’s only so much you can do in a few hours! We didn’t even scratch the surface.
DAY 05
Roatan Island, Honduras
June booked us with Roatan Breakaway Adventures Tours with a driver who was to take us around to tourist up the island.
Keep in mind this slong sliver shaped island gets 4 cruise ships each day, each with 5000 people all disembarking in the morning and jumping back onboard each afternoon.

June loves sloths. Our first stop was Daniel Johnson’s Hangout. So hot and so many tourists waiting.



Don’t touch? June not happy.

I guess it was just a liability thing. We definitely got to handle the animals. After seeing sloths we went into the cappuccin monkey enclosure and stood in a ring while the monkeys ran around and basically had their way with us. My moustache was popular.





…Then birds in a bird enclosure.

As usual, the boys would have been happy just playing with stray cats.

It turned out that the snorkeling to follow was right next to Daniel Johnsons.
Brady’s Caye



After drift snorkelling in beautiful blue waters we checked out the adjacent super tourist island.

We wanted a chance to see what the rest of Roatan was like so we asked our driver to take us someplace hole in the wall like. I think there was some miscommunication but we ended up at a different coast town for a meal.




Bye bye Roatan! It’s happy hour back onboard.

New Day, New Caye-Belize

DAY 06
Harvest Caye, Belize
Hot!Hot!Hot!
Harvest Caye is an island owned by NCL, kind of like Disney’s Castaway Cay. Nice but super manicured.
We really planned on spending most of our time at neighboring Placencia, which is a peninsula off of Belize. Our ferry operator assured us that it was safe and we wouldn’t get kidnapped or robbed. He was right I guess.

One of the first things we did was jump into the water.



Placencia is filled with local eateries and souvenir shops. There are 3 lengthwise pathways that run down this peninsula-a beach on one side, a central foot path running down the middle and a vehicular road to the west.

They’ve got small Chinese owned grocery stores and the usual small clothing stores you’d expect. And cats.




Today was freaking 🔥. Head hurts hot. It’s difficult to get from place to place, to cover ground like I like to and to top it off all the golf cart rentals in the near vicinity are out.
For lunch we stopped off at Omar’s Creole seafood for red snapper with coconut sauce, fish tacos and grilled chicken. Two beers, two waters and a juice later our bill was about $56 USD.
The conversion btw is 2 BD to 1 USD.

I don’t know why but I like to go thrifting while traveling. I guess I imagine I’ll find something amazing one of these times, or at least a nice shirt to take home as a souvenir. Humana is one we’ve seen throughout Europe.


…and a few more random pics



English is spoken amazingly well here on Placencia. It’s strange because the local people are black and have that Caribbean vibe yet they speak what I would consider haole English.

Now we head back to resort like Harvest Caye to spend the rest of our time in port including a quick dip in the pool.

Harvest Caye also has a small zoo, ziplining, a butterfly enclosure and stores to buy chocolate and other overpriced items. Honestly way too manicured and controlled for me; I get that onboard the ship anyway.








See ya!

It’s happy hour back on board while we wait for our dinner buzzer to call us.

DAY 07
Costa Maya, Mexico
This is our second visit this trip to Mexico, the first to Costa Maya. Here we are at port where we’ll get on a bus and head out to see the Chacchoben ruins.

The town of Costa Maya as it sits today appears to have been built up as a result of the cruise ship industry.

It’s the closest port of access to many of the lesser-known Mayan ruins in the Yucatan including Chacchoben and Kohunlich, Chacchoben being our destination. Chacchoben was excavated and restored starting in 1992 and closed until 2002 for the restoration.
The ruins were officially reported to the Mexican government in June 1972 by Dr. Peter Harrison, an American archaeologist who was working on a project for The Royal Ontario Museum, and who also made the first maps of Chacchoben. Harrison stumbled upon this site while flying a helicopter over Mexico and noticed numerous hills in predominantly flat lands. Harrison realized there were temples beneath these hills, which were naturally covered over a period of 2000 years.[3] (wikipedia)
Known as the “place of red corn”, we had a 45 min drive each way and 1.5 hrs to spend at the ruins where we saw the temple about the Mayans, their ceremonies and ties to the stars above.

The temple was a place of worship, separated into levels. Only the Priest was allowed at the very top and the 3rd level was reserved for astronomy.
Our guide showed us a war whistle also known as the die whistle.

It was super funny when our guide reached into his backpack to show us a sample of an oxidian stone used by the Mayans to view eclipses. He reached in and couldn’t find it then told us his 6 year old daughter was going through his backpack yesterday and probably took it lol.
The entrance is currently sealed and renovations are still ongoing. There is a second temple still covered in forest nearby.


We walked around the nearby area which reminded me of similarly laid out Greek gathering plazas once surrounded by shops.

Our guide showed us the “tree for hallucinations before sacrifice”. The leaves have a numbing effect which high ranking tribe members would take before ongoing teeth encrusting.



June told us not to try it but I did. It tasted like cloves.

Back at the entrance we ate Mayan delicacies of nachos and xx? lol. Hudson bought a stone cat and I decided against getting a die whistle.



On the ride back we bought fruits from a small shop alongside the road and our guide dumped in the mexican version of li hing powder. Wow, I thought it was only the Hawaii Chinese doing this. Chee!



oop. Happy hour back on board!

We had one more bar crawl on our last sea day then the cruise ended with us saying our farewells and going back to reality. Sorry, I don’t know how to rotate this pic.











