On Saturday I dove with Nick and Curtis and headed straight to the beach afterward. After laying out a bit I listened to either New Moon or Eclipse on audiobook and took a long walk down the beach. A very long walk. We went to dinner at Lone Star. Kristen and I started toward Antica Gelateria for dessert, but the boys went back because they didn’t want to walk all the way there. We started our journey but decided our time would be better spent watching Twilight at the Marquee Cinema. Big mistake. Here’s an excerpt from my future Journey into Twilight post: (only on jillapalooza do you get to read posts from the future)
Kristen and I headed to the one cinema on Grand Cayman. It was Saturday night, and apparently the only thing for underage kids to do on the island is see a movie. The theater was about a quarter full when the movie started and then the people started pouring in. Talking loud and being otherwise obnoxious. There was literally a constant murmur throughout the movie, it was the most irritatingly horrible movie experience I’ve ever had. I would rather have people who talk at the screen because at least they would be paying attention. There were also a ton of videos before the movie, circa 1982, about being quiet, throwing away garbage, etc. I kid not, we probably saw at least six and they were so loud it was painful. But apparently none of the kids got the memo because they were all ten minutes late anyway. If I hadn’t already seen it three times I would have been even more irritated at the parts I missed. And if Robert Pattinson didn’t make such a dreamy Edward, I don’t think Kristen and I could have sat through the entire thing. Worst. Movie. Experience. Ever.
After the movie we took a long walk home, in awe of what we had just experienced. To add to the surreal experience, there were cop cars everywhere. It looked as though they were busting some bar as people were flowing out disappointed that the party was over.
On Sunday I slept in until 10. There would be no diving what with the flight home right around the corner. I lubed up for the last day on the beach. Nick decided to go to Eats for lunch but was denied. He ended up going somewhere else and bringing food back for us all. Ahh, lunch on the beach. After I felt thoroughly toasted by sun I went for my final long beach walk. I’m pretty sure by this time I was listening to Eclipse. The history of Jasper chapter to be precise.
For dinner we ate at Calypso Grill. It was delicious. No gelato afterward. :(
And on Monday we went home. :(