Early this morning, around 6:45 am or so, we could hear the ships rudders loudly trying to steer, so we looked out from our verandah to see that Castaway Cay was near. We could also hear the winds whistling through our verandah door, although it was tightly closed and locked. Once we saw the ship pass by the same area of the private island a second time, both my roommate and I had a feeling that...
