Within the family of Sentient Monkeys crashing through time on Planet Earth are Monkeys who call themselves Nudists. Nudist Monkeys know how to let their hair down and party.
O.k., they party as hardy as the average twenty-one year-old plus American and Canadian Monkeys who're mostly represented by the 45 - 70 crowd are known to party, but theres a freedom in doing it naked that cant be explained. It must be experienced.
Last week AVG-Wife & I joined a rockin party of 3,000 naked Monkeys, cruising on the Carnival Ship appropriately named 'Freedom' across the blue Caribbean Sea, stopping along the way to haul our party ashore in Cozumel Mexico, Limon Costa Rica and Colon Panama.
Central America rocks!
The boat ride The Carnival Freedom was commissioned in 2007 so She has some wear and tear, but she got us there and back again without a hitch. The various teams that the crew was organized into are quite simply the best. Well-trained young professionals whore managed by a team that also seems to know what theyre doing, and who seem to have the respect of their employees. Food, beverages, shows & other entertainment they truly do know how to throw a party on a cruise ship! Have you any idea how fun it is to plop your naked ass on to a fast moving, sky-high salt-water slide with a nice, long and twisted ride that starts a hundred and fifty feet above one of the bluest tropical seas you can imagine?
Board-shorts are brakes if you like speed on a water slide, go naked!
The thing I love about Mexico is that while nothing is up to code, everything works. Sure, they suffer the occasional cluster-fuck like every other group and sub group that Monkeys have organized themselves in to, but basically shit works. We took catamarans and a speed boat called 'The Twister' on an excursion to a stretch of beach and had a good, old-fashioned, naked on a white sand beach party. Margaritas, beer, mix drinks, water and EXCELLENT chow at a place with shade set up close to a great sand beach, chairs you could carry to the perfect spot, fresh-water showers and well kept facilities.
They had big toys to climb on floating in the ocean, volleyball and other activities
Two big thumbs up for Cozumel and Passion Island!
In Costa Rica we put on some clothes and went white-water rafting. The air was eighty-six degrees with high, puffy clouds floating in blue, and the river water was tropical-cool. The guide really knew his stuff and we learned a lot about both the economy and the biology of the area on the bus ride to the start. The river was up for this time of year and had enough water considering the dry season to be a blast. Our guide Ray was glad that the folks who dumped their raft were on a different bus... apparently the company has a bit of paperwork when that happens.
The canopy was green and orange; a particular tree I cant remember the name of was blooming in an incredible display. Ray said we picked the absolute best week of the season to be there, as we would be riding on the rain from the past week. On a boat of six, the ten-mile trip was hard work and at the end I was hungry. The tour operators had the most amazing traditional meal waiting for us after we showered and changed. I fell in love with Central America that day.
In Panama we took a train ride along the isthmus pathway that preceded the canal and hoisted a brew on the Pacific side. The guide for this tour had a lot of historical knowledge and the jungle scenery along the lake was breathtaking. On the Pacific side we saw the video for tourists and watched them push two big freighters up toward the lakes in the Miraflores Locks. Until this past week, I had no idea that the canal was basically a big-ass man made lake in the center of the country, with a three lift lock system on the Atlantic side and a two sets of locks on the Pacific. Very clever engineering!
After we left Panama, we had two more days and nights at sea to party, play, relax and work on our tan-line free tans while cruising back to Ft. Lauderdale. Day one was perfect and we spent it in the sun, day two saw a little rain and cooler weather. Truth be told, we welcomed the excuse to stay inside. The cruise had plenty of activities already scheduled, all we had to do was go. Cruising aint cheap, but this one was worth every dime in the humble opinion of this average Monkey.
O.k., they party as hardy as the average twenty-one year-old plus American and Canadian Monkeys who're mostly represented by the 45 - 70 crowd are known to party, but theres a freedom in doing it naked that cant be explained. It must be experienced.
Last week AVG-Wife & I joined a rockin party of 3,000 naked Monkeys, cruising on the Carnival Ship appropriately named 'Freedom' across the blue Caribbean Sea, stopping along the way to haul our party ashore in Cozumel Mexico, Limon Costa Rica and Colon Panama.
Central America rocks!
The boat ride The Carnival Freedom was commissioned in 2007 so She has some wear and tear, but she got us there and back again without a hitch. The various teams that the crew was organized into are quite simply the best. Well-trained young professionals whore managed by a team that also seems to know what theyre doing, and who seem to have the respect of their employees. Food, beverages, shows & other entertainment they truly do know how to throw a party on a cruise ship! Have you any idea how fun it is to plop your naked ass on to a fast moving, sky-high salt-water slide with a nice, long and twisted ride that starts a hundred and fifty feet above one of the bluest tropical seas you can imagine?
Board-shorts are brakes if you like speed on a water slide, go naked!
The thing I love about Mexico is that while nothing is up to code, everything works. Sure, they suffer the occasional cluster-fuck like every other group and sub group that Monkeys have organized themselves in to, but basically shit works. We took catamarans and a speed boat called 'The Twister' on an excursion to a stretch of beach and had a good, old-fashioned, naked on a white sand beach party. Margaritas, beer, mix drinks, water and EXCELLENT chow at a place with shade set up close to a great sand beach, chairs you could carry to the perfect spot, fresh-water showers and well kept facilities.
They had big toys to climb on floating in the ocean, volleyball and other activities
Two big thumbs up for Cozumel and Passion Island! In Costa Rica we put on some clothes and went white-water rafting. The air was eighty-six degrees with high, puffy clouds floating in blue, and the river water was tropical-cool. The guide really knew his stuff and we learned a lot about both the economy and the biology of the area on the bus ride to the start. The river was up for this time of year and had enough water considering the dry season to be a blast. Our guide Ray was glad that the folks who dumped their raft were on a different bus... apparently the company has a bit of paperwork when that happens.
The canopy was green and orange; a particular tree I cant remember the name of was blooming in an incredible display. Ray said we picked the absolute best week of the season to be there, as we would be riding on the rain from the past week. On a boat of six, the ten-mile trip was hard work and at the end I was hungry. The tour operators had the most amazing traditional meal waiting for us after we showered and changed. I fell in love with Central America that day.
In Panama we took a train ride along the isthmus pathway that preceded the canal and hoisted a brew on the Pacific side. The guide for this tour had a lot of historical knowledge and the jungle scenery along the lake was breathtaking. On the Pacific side we saw the video for tourists and watched them push two big freighters up toward the lakes in the Miraflores Locks. Until this past week, I had no idea that the canal was basically a big-ass man made lake in the center of the country, with a three lift lock system on the Atlantic side and a two sets of locks on the Pacific. Very clever engineering!
After we left Panama, we had two more days and nights at sea to party, play, relax and work on our tan-line free tans while cruising back to Ft. Lauderdale. Day one was perfect and we spent it in the sun, day two saw a little rain and cooler weather. Truth be told, we welcomed the excuse to stay inside. The cruise had plenty of activities already scheduled, all we had to do was go. Cruising aint cheap, but this one was worth every dime in the humble opinion of this average Monkey.
Clothes horse?!?
Really bad.
