By this point in my career, I'm an old pro at the Red Sail afternoon snorkel/booze cruise. One thing that always throws me off, though, is the inevitable hot husband on board...who is typically younger than me, which is also always strange. Anyhow, I spent some time on this particular voyage trying to determine if the hot husband in question was Euro or American. It was all answered when it came time to jump in the ocean and he stripped off his camo Quiksilver board shorts to prance around in tighty swim briefs.
So, in conclusion, no hot husbands were actually on this cruise.