We had a nearly 5 hour layover in Miami and since we had to exit and reenter security anyways we went to the front desk checked our bags, grabbed an uber and ran down to Little Havana for 2 hours to explore. We ate a Cubano at Versailles, went to Domino Park, then had a drink at the Ball and Chain while a small band played latin music with guitar and bongos. I can't believe we fit all that in on a layover lol

I hope you have a blast on your trip!
I'm still processing it all to be honest, lol. We arrived in Seattle around midnight Sunday night, got home a little after 1am. Our garden absolutely exploded while we were gone. Tomatoes doubled in size, plants growing nuts everywhere. we were wired so we did a 1am yard walk, went to bed, then woke up at 6am I think because we were still on east coast time, then almost immediately sank into our normal Saturday routine of coffee > yard work all day.
I crunched some numbers and told my wife that for the cost of mooring a boat (monthly slip), insurance, fuel, maintenance, etc, it cost us the same to have one trip up to the San Juan Islands every summer as this trip cost us. But on this trip, we got to hang out on a much larger, nicer/newer boat, someone else does all the maintenance, and when we are done we simply go home and don't have to stress over anything else lol.
This was our first night. we had a flotilla of 3 boats, 4 couples per boat. Our starboard motor overheated so we anchored out in Treasure Cay, dinghied to shore for beaches and dinner. the Charter company sent someone out and had the boat fixed up by morning (bad impeller) and we kept on keeping on. we basically pulled anchor or left a dock every day off to a different island each time.
It was a super surreal trip. I could never remember what day it was. I had to look at my phone "is it weds?" The vacation was somehow the longest and shortest I've been on, although by the last couple days I definitely missed my dogs and was ready to be home.
we caught a sunset every night, and sunrise most mornings:
the red dots here are all places we stopped to either dock for the night, anchor for some snorkelling, or grabbed a mooring buoy. the lower arrow is marsh harbor where we started and ended our trip, and the arrow to the top is Treasure Cay where we anchored the first night with our motor issues.
I thought I was going to be bored so I packed 3 books and only ever read a few chapters of one (Anthony Bourdain's Kichen Confidential). I thought I was getting on a boat and being hauled around the Bahamas. What I didn't realize is that
we were the crew. we had a designated captain, but all of us (the men) had a hand at the helm, we all helped with docking, anchoring, pushing away from shore, etc. The ladies tended to do 100% of the cooking so I'd jump into the sink and start washing dishes as fast as I could or I knew they'd do it and I didn't want the women doing all the work on their vacations.
Its a catamaran, so two hulls with a cabin forward and aft on each cabin. You honestly could NOT hear anyone else on the boat when you were in your cabin so you had complete privacy. Its a large-ish boat, A leopard 46 so about a 50ft overall length, the cabins were not walk around beds, you had to climb on from the foot of the bed but thats no problem. each cabin had its own private head too which is nice since boating all toilet paper goes into a trash can.
My buddy had stomach issues from day 1 so whenever we were close to shore he'd disappear for an hour on what I called his "Bahamian Bathroom Tour"
I truly was wrong and surprised by how much we loved it. we spent 8 days aboard with 4 strangers and another couple we only kinda knew and by the time it was over we felt like dear friends and we would 100% do a cruise with them again.
On the gym front, I snorkeled like crazy but chose not to join the crossfit dbags doing burpees and lunges on the beach at one of our anchorages
This was the first time with a group of couples that I felt like the small guy, the other guys weren't jacked though. just had more burritos and french fries in their life than me. By the last day of the trip my lower back was starting to freeze up a bit and I realized I hadn't done any deadlifts in probably 2 weeks, so that's a must-do this week.
I mean I'm not dumb, I know we float better in salt, but I was shocked at how easily I swam in the salt with zero work after killing myself at the gym swimming. I did dive down to the floor a few times to harvest sand dollars and conche. I told everyone our boat looked like an adult summer camp picnic table

funny thing is we had a fresh water pool at once place (that was gross tbh, but refreshing) and I sank to the bottom without trying haha.
you see pictures like this and assume its just some imaginary pinterest thing, turns out its a real place, lol.