You’ll splash alongside friendly pigs in Freeport’s clear water, feed them by hand (watch your wristbands!), snap photos with help from your local guide, and peek behind the scenes at their cozy pen. It’s playful, weirdly relaxing—and you might leave grinning like I did.
Your day includes admission to Cleveland's Beach Club in Freeport, a short safety briefing before you meet the pigs, 30 minutes in the water feeding and swimming alongside them (with plenty of photo chances), plus an optional behind-the-scenes visit to their pig pen—all guided by friendly locals who know each pig by name.
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Read all the reviews ›“You’re really going to swim with pigs?” My cousin texted that right as I was wading into the water at Cleveland’s Beach Club in Freeport, and honestly, I wasn’t sure what to expect either. There was this salty breeze, a few locals chatting under palm trees, and then—suddenly—these chunky pink-and-brown pigs just trotting toward us like we were old friends. Our guide, Tamara, grinned and handed me some food pellets (“Hold them flat or they’ll get too excited,” she warned). The pigs’ snouts felt surprisingly soft against my palm. I laughed out loud when one of them splashed me—guess he wanted more snacks.
The whole swim-with-pigs thing is way less chaotic than it sounds. It’s actually kind of peaceful bobbing around next to these goofy animals while Tamara tells you their names (I remember “Biscuit” because he kept trying to eat my wristband). She told us how the pigs are cared for and why they love swimming—apparently it keeps them cool in the heat. Some kids squealed louder than the pigs did, which made everyone crack up. The water was warm but not sticky, and for a second I forgot we were even on a tour—it just felt like hanging out at the beach with some very odd new buddies.
Afterward, we wandered over to see the pig pen area. Not required, but I was curious how they lived when they weren’t paddling around with tourists. There was this earthy smell (not bad, just… farmy), and Tamara showed us their feeding routine and how they keep everything clean so the pigs stay healthy. She answered every random question I threw at her—even about pig sunscreen (it’s a thing). I still think about Biscuit’s muddy nose poking through the fence as we left. If you’re looking for a day trip in Freeport that’s equal parts silly and sweet, well… this is it.
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