I’ve been quiet in the blogosphere this past week, but I had a good reason, I think. I was here:
Ew. I’d say we timed our trip well.
I decided to share some of our trip because I’m a blogger and we share everything.
Last August, the hubs and I decided to take a slightly belated anniversary cruise, a trip we finished today. And it rocked. And waved. And pitched from side to side a bit. We dined and saw shows and snacked and shopped and ate and went to the beach and consumed all the food. That’s only a slight exaggeration.
Me: It’s almost eat o’clock.
Hubs: Good, because I need some nachos to wash down the burger I ate half an hour ago.
On a cruise, you don’t eat because you’re hungry. You eat on the off-chance that you’re not currently eating. It becomes a personal challenge. The things I eat as whole meals at home became appetizers on the boat.
Me: When’s the last time I shoved something into my face hole? Twenty minutes? Dear God.
I tried to record the funny things I experienced on the cruise before I succumbed to the food coma at the end of each day, because we bloggers share everything. Pay attention.
Funny thing #1: After a shore excursion, when you’re getting back on the boat, a crew member scans your card. The computer makes a loud cha-ching! noise. Maybe they could be more subtle.
Funny thing #2: Yesterday, Hubs and I were eating (of course) on an outdoor deck. The ship was near an island where we’d had a shore excursion and seagulls were flying around. One landed on the rail, squawked loudly, took a shit, and flew away. The captain guy at the table next to us said in his Scottish accent, “Reminds me of my ex-wife!” The busboy next to him nearly fell over laughing.
Funny thing #3: Eating ice cream three times per day becomes normal. The machine was empty once when Hubs tried to get a cone and the teens futily pulling the levers were almost crying. If the crew had gone five more minutes without refilling it, they might have thrown the cruise director overboard.
Funny thing #4: At home, if we want to see a waterfall up close, we hike to it and walk next to it, appreciating it from a respectable distance. In Jamaica, you hike up the middle of the damn thing for some reason.
At least we paid for the privilege.
Funny thing #6: A $20 bottle of wine costs $50 on the boat. When we get home, we plan to buy a $50 bottle of wine to see what the experience is really like.
It may sound like I’m complaining, but I’m really really not. When I heard it was snowing back home again today, I almost took that as a sign that I was meant to stay behind, maybe on the boat but at least in Florida. I also met some very interesting people, and a few of them may find themselves in short stories, should they stumble onto this blog.