Still Alive

Just a note to let everyone know that I survived another cruise. People at work are starting to make fun of me. It's mostly unpleasant.

I remember a while back there was a bar I frequented about once a week. One time a girl ran up to me, gave me a big hug and exclaimed, "Hey Gar! Where have you been?" I didn't know who she was. I never went back. I mean she was pretty and everything, but talk about awkward. I'm not fond of awkward.

This is the way cruising is starting to feel. I'm going to have to lay low for a while. I'm thinking my next vacation will probably be at an all-inclusive in the Dominican Republic with a dive shop on the corner.

Since we got certified for diving, we've taken our scuba gear with us for the cruises. It's a big bag full of fins, masks, wet suits, etc. It's a pain to lug around. We were on board the cruise ship for 5 minutes. The jumbo bag of scuba gear hadn't even arrived at our cabin yet. They slid a green note under my door saying the scuba excursion had been cancelled. There was no reason given.

While waiting to get on the boat, I looked around a room full of people sitting in chairs with their zone numbers waiting to board the ship and finally found a couple who were pointing at folks and laughing so I sat across from them explaining while I did that they were the only ones who looked like they were having fun waiting.

Turns out they were from New Braunfels and we hung out with them for a large portion of the trip. He was a postman and since I sort mail it was like an odd kindred spirit (at least that's what I told him). They somehow managed to smuggle tequila on board. I don't drink tequila, but she does.

Ship left on Saturday. On Tuesday we were in Cozumel where we were supposed to be diving. Instead we hung out at Fat Tuesdays with our New Braunfels friends for some Mexican food and Mexican drinks. On Wednesday we were sick. She was sicker than me. There's nothing like having some kind of food poisoning on a cruise ship for a "fun day at sea". Trust me.