Snorkeling with stingrays was the no-question, hands-down, unrivaled, most fantabulous part of our cruise. Any safety concerns I had were quickly brushed aside by our friendly, funny, knowledgeable guide, as well as the sweet stingrays we met. The one you see us holding below is Lupita, and the smaller one we held was Gabriel. There were a dozen others in the “encounter” area, and they rubbed against our ankles like affectionate cats when we had fish to feed them.
After the encounter, we snorkeled for a while, and I got to play with the waterproof bag Andy bought for our camera. (A few of the kayaking pictures were taken underwater, too.) I don’t want to ramble too long — it’s a Friday, after all — but I will say that Cozumel and its marine life were incredibly beautiful, and my Spanish was embarrassingly rusty.
Last but not least, towel animals (because everybody loves those) and the main atrium of our ship (because I thought the vertical photo-stitch turned out pretty neat):