But few tourists are aware of a very small village on the island located on an out-of-the-way road. It is quite literally the road to Hell. Hell, Grand Cayman, that is. A natural formation formed from the earth has the likeness of what we might imagine Hell to look like.
Our driver drove us to Hell to take a look around after we had visited the sea turtle farm and the Rum Cake factory store. And wouldn't you know it, some clever entrepreneur manages a gift shop there and dresses up in a red cape and horns as he greets people who stop by.
And I was able to have my passport stamped to prove that I had been to Hell and back.
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