My memory is still vivid of a group who missed the ship in Cozumel and caught up with us the next morning at Progreso. I think it was the Carnival Triumph. 7am, we just tied up and down the pier they came, some wearing just their bikinis and towels, heads looking down as they shuffled along to a cascade of applause and catcalls from those of us on the ship. The Captain apparently spoke to them too. I doubt any of them left the ship that day.