Last week Mariana, Victoria and I decided to go to Hell.
Hell is a tourist spot in Grand Cayman, Cayman Islands. You can go as part of an Island tour which also includes the turtle farm, rum factory and dolphin show. We didn't want to do a full tour, because we wanted time to sit in the coffee shop and use the internet. You can tell which coffee shops have good internet access by the number of crew sitting outside. Or you can take a taxi which was our first choice. However the taxi's wanted $6 per person each way, which was too much for our cheap asses. It was a tad too far to walk so we were debating whether to go or not when a local guy told us to take the bus for $2.5 each. Sweet. Sold.
So we caught the bus to Hell.
Hell looks like volcanic lava but it is actually a limestone rock formation. It's about the size or half the size of a soccer field depending on which website you are reading. You can't walk on it, just on the viewing platforms that overlook it. There are also multiple versions of how Hell got it's name:
A US president or dignartary said "It's hot as hell here."
An official from England was shooting birds, missed and shouted, "Hell!"
A local official said, "This must be what Hell looks like."
Or when you throw a pebble into the formation it makes a sound like it's falling all the way to hell.
Take your pick.
Hell has to potential to be so much more. There was no information about the rock formations on the viewing platforms. The store/post office is looking very run down and could do with a fresh coat of paint. We had planned to buy and send some postcards from Hell, but all the postcards had this scary old man dressed as the devil on them. We all left without spending any money and a more than a little disappointed. Oh well. My next adventure more than makes up for it!
Would I go again? No. Would I recommend it as a place to visit? Not really. Use your time for something else.