"Ah...lovely Deck 7 forward... 3AM ... little size 4 shoes running down the hallways knocking on stateroom doors ... one wonders where the hell are your parents! If you would just ask, I would tell you which one is his! (7032)"
Day 3 started with the docking of the ship at Castaway Cay in the Bahamas, about 65 nautical miles from Nassau, if I remember correctly. This island is wholly owned by Disney and consists of private beaches and cabanas with sugar-like sandy beaches and private lagoons.
Again today had record heat (this was ridiculous: no breeze, and hotter than the hinges of hell).
Most people disembarked after 10 AM and went their merry way to whatever they wanted to do...parasailing, snorkeling, swimming or just lounging on the beaches.
Aaron had a few commitments: Some Radio Disney promotions and a scavenger hunt with the pre-teens (see photos). He managed to get some time in snorkeling on his own to the delight of some fans that did this with him.
One lady I know asked him if they let him have any fun. He just rolled his eyes and said "Yeah...right!".
For the most part, the morning and early afternoon were pretty mellow. BUT at 4 PM, as the ship was to depart this private paradise, Aaron was scheduled for the concert on the deck.
By now, most of us knew the drill. If you want to have a good seat, you had better be there early. So. Many fans parked in front of the stage on Deck 9 by 2 PM for a 4 PM concert. The problem with this is three-fold. 1) There are no reserved seats 2) it is incredibly hot and 3) some people don't think twice about forcing themselves (or their kids) at the last minute to the front of the stage.