Day 195 - Thursday, July 14th, 2011

Some random notes to impart about Grand Cayman island thusfar - the chicken seems to be the national pet, as they wander around everywhere, apparently untended. I nearly drove up the arse of another car when passing a Kentucky Fried Chicken shop when I saw two roosters parading nonchalantly outside, oblivious to their possible impending doom within. The native Caymanians speak with distinctly Caribbean accents, which shouldn't have been surprising, given that it is located in.....the Caribbean. So Cayman is pronounced CayMAN.


Further joyous news greeted my arrival home from work this evening, as the apartment now has fully-functioning air-con in all rooms - cool, quite literally. Such momentousness was celebrated with the adding of peanut butter and Philadelphia cheese to slices of brown bread, seperate slices naturlich. And this was to prove sufficient for the evening meal, given that I had pigged out for a 12th day in a row with another Bacchanalian luncheon feast courtesy of Maples FS.


Chicken Crazy In Cayman!

Contentment : 16 / 25
Excitement :    2 / 10
Memorability : 1 / 15

Overall Score : 38% (98th out of 195)