Coco Cay, Bahamas

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By 5.00 pm we'd left Nassau and set sail for Coco Cay, a private Island owned by the shipping line. The ship can't dock there so you catch a tender across to the Island, where they've also set up lunch and there's a very small market. When the ship leaves, everyone on the island leaves except the caretaker.

I suppose the trouble is, I live in a country with really excellent beaches - this one was a stony beach with very shallow water for a very long way out, so shallow you can’t swim in it - so trying to walk into deep water its Ouch, Ouch, Ouch before you’re even waste deep.

It was also dangerous as we saw a few stingrays in the shallows we were walking in – would have been so easy to tread on one you didn't see. The weather was finally getting a bit warmer although I could still have done with a jacket.

Apart from that, it did have Palm trees and torquois waters, so a very lazy day spent talking to a couple of my shipmates, swimming (when I finally got into deep water) and sun bathing before back to the sunset bar for, you guessed it, more drinks and sailing away.

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