That’s funny . . . no one said a thing in the forecast about it raining cats and Chihuahuas here in Cozumel today. But for a few hours this morning and early afternoon, a street-flooding deluge pounded the Mexican port, about the only hint of bad weather we’ve encountered this week aboard Norwegian Epic.
The word in the corridors is that this could be the outlying reach of Tropical Storm Richard, now churning to the south of us. Others say it’s just typical showers that are particularly numerous and heavy today. Whatever they are, they put a damper on the day, though not necessarily the spirits of those who braved them.
Count me among those. Just as I was about to step off the ship, the rain was so heavy you could barely see across the port to Cozumel itself. I waited inside and watched as drenched passengers ran up the gangway. The most common reaction: “It’s cold in here!” Second most common: “I’m wet down to my underpants.”
A pair of Brits, soaked but smiling, explained they’d walked until they got tired and started shopping. So where did the monsoon catch up to them? “At the exact point where we’d decided this is as far as we could walk.” No matter. Both said a few margaritas primed them for journey back to the ship.
When it started to let up, I strolled down to main drag. Disconsolate shopkeepers said business was way down, while Epic-urians returning from excursions on the water reported that most of the time it was fine, but that things got a little shaky once the weather turned. Those who cruise are a hearty breed, of course. A little rain isn’t going to stop many from communing with Nemo & Co.
That said, today is the first time in my cruising experience that the weather has been this sour this long in port. Naturally, sunshine is preferred, but the drops added some drama to what’s normally a crowded, hot, somewhat overwhelming scene.
Tonight we head back to Miami, Richard possibly at our heels. Keep checking our Hurricane Zone for the latest details.