My dad has sent me a postcard once a month or so for as long as I can remember, from Arizona to Chile. I have every one saved in a gray box in my room at my home and I’m sure they are the route of my postcard sending habit. For this reason I knew my…

When I heard about the Vivendi Cabaret in Cayman, I knew I had to save it for when my dad and sister were here. My sister is a musical theatre major and they both are theatre geeks so I knew it would be interesting. I also knew it would be awesomely good or awesomely bad, and…

I’ve been to Stingray City dozens of times now but none of them as a tourist. The company I go out and do video with only goes once a week, on Thursdays, and since my dad arrived on a Thursday we couldn’t make the trip. So instead we went with the overwhelming recommendation for Captain Marvin’s…

So in trying to plan such a short weekend I wanted to find activities that would show off Cayman and appeal to everyone’s interests. But you can’t win them all. I knew my Dad, being a history buff, would like Pedro St. James, a historic home and the birthplace of democracy in the Cayman Islands. What…