Ye sons of lily livered iguanas

Okay kids since I've been scolded about my lack of communication about my activities, here is what I did my first week out in the cayman (pronounced as kay-mon for those of you who are interested). It is called pirates week. Basically, the whole population celebrates the pirates coming in and killing the local British garrison. Every town has a night where it hosts the festivities with the party getting started in Georgetown (where I live). They import pirates from all over--I met some from Seattle and Georgia.
Captain Jack Sparrow showed up and I think he brought his own rum as well. The best part is that the first thing that this man said to us was "Welcome to the Caribbean luv". So go watch Pirates of the Caribbean and imagine being there when he says that line and you might have a small idea of how happy it made me. If that doesn't do it for you just look at my super cheesy smile.The darker skinned pirate demanded a kiss as his payment for the picture. I'm not going to lie; I was a little concerned about the possibilities of contracting some disease through that payment. But I didn't and thus I am here to comment about the picture with my lips intact. (And I pecked his cheek for those of you who might possibly be thinking a little more.)
Here I am rockin it out at the balcony at Breezes by the Bay. My roommate/coworker/fellow intern and I totally started a dance party there. I even had some islanders who were impressed with my booty shakin' moves.It was quite the night out on the town.
More details on my past month coming soon.....