It's been a couple of weeks since I posted in this thread, but realized that thanks to the hyper-agro older X folks in the review, that I neglected to tell a fairly interesting tale from Cozumel.
We were at Paradise Beach. We've been to most of the places in Cozumel and while I like Mr. Sanchos a lot, we had a relatively short stop and really wanted to give PB a second lookover. A shorter port day was perfect for that.
Generally speaking, we had a great time. We had excellent service and a great afternoon. They have a food truck with great tacos/burritos that I really enjoy. We did the a la carte option and they ask you to spend $10 each there and only charge you $3 a person for the facilities. We weren't there long enough to run up enough of a tab to justify the all-inclusive fee, which I think is $60-70 a person? I can't remember.
There was a couple directly in front of us that came about an hour after we arrived. They immediately lit up the cigs and kept them going. We moved far enough away to avoid the smoke and it saved us having to be closer to the show.
They were proudly flying the flag of another cruise line on their gear (shirts, lanyards, hat) and it was one that is SOMETIMES expected to have a select group of their clientele act out a bit. Obviously, not all or even most normal cruising folks. Just SOMETIMES this line is a little more known for it.
They were probably in their late 30s, from the deep South of the US, and they had the all-inclusive bands. They immediately ordered EIGHT shots of tequila and a round of mixed drinks. They weren't tiny folks, so even though that's not a smart idea, it wasn't a full stop sign moment. Well, it turns out they were actually with 6-8 other folks sitting back by the pool. Those folks weren't wearing the all-inclusive bands. Well, those folks kept walking back and forth from the water (directly past the couple) and just happened to swipe a drink each time they headed back. They were watching the servers and just timed it right.
Now, I'm not a snitch over a couple of shots or a couple of drinks, but this started getting crazy. Not only was our couple getting straight WASTED DRUNK, they were ordering loads of drinks. Then it started slowing the rest of us down because they were ordering so often, the servers weren't checking on everyone else in the section. The moochers were also getting drunker (I think 2 of them were probably only Mexico legal to drink, if that, because they looked young and were the first to just be falling down drunk) and not being nearly as careful when they swiped the drinks.
The server says to me "WOW, this couple drinks more than anyone I've ever seen!" and I said "Man, just stand here on this side of the palm tree when you deliver the next drinks and you'll see why." About then, the youngest looking guy tripped over a chair and kind of just laid there. He was helped up by a lady in the group and disappeared. The server dropped off the next round of 4 drinks and stood by me at the tree. Boom! Another couple came by and snagged two of the drinks and walked back to the pool area. They weren't really smooth either. The server went to get someone. This is when the crap hit the fan.
Someone in their group came up and said something to the couple in a nasty way. Then they started to fight. The insults were flying. Cups were flying. Beer bottles were flying. She was blaming him. He was blaming her. He questioned her moral purity. She insulted his prowess. (That was a polite way to describe it?) She poured what was left of a drink on him. He flat swung at her in one of those cartoon roundhouse punch ways. He missed her by approximately 10 feet and fell down, so I wasn't overly worried. She then attempted to hit him with a bag, but also missed him by approximately 10 feet and went to one knee, so I still wasn't overly worried. He threw his wallet at her. She picked it up and attempted to throw it in the ocean. She missed by approximately 40 feet. I waved over some workers and by the time they got over there, she was gone. He was talking to himself and finishing whatever drink remnants were on the table. He really chewed her out good, but she wasn't there to hear it.
She came back and grabbed her stuff and he was yelling about his wallet, which was not visibly present at that time. He was yelling about leaving her in Mexico and she was telling him that he couldn't because she was the only one with room keys to the room they were sharing and so that made her in charge. Not sound logic, but drunk logic is what it is. The wallet argument continued and he told her that they were OVER, SO OVER! And she cried. Then people from the back group came up and tried to help, but then he screamed at them for costing them $285! I'm not sure if PB charged them all for the all-inclusive or if it was for something else. They said they'd pay him back but they had to leave because the police were coming and they weren't winding up in Mexican jail.
I never saw police and never heard any sirens. I never saw much in the way of security, but they did leave and did so in a hurry, while still yelling about $285.
The insanity was over relatively quickly. The smoking and stealing drinks was over a longer span, but once the crap hit the fan until them leaving all happened in like 20-25 minutes or so. My wife didn't want to watch the show, so she went and enjoyed a hammock. I ordered a fresh, cold beer and watched it harder than Abuela watches her Telenovelas. (when in Mexico...)
Getting plastered very quickly does bad things to people.