Friday
Just another sunset picture. Photo by Chris. All rights reserved. |
The sea was like glass. The sun shone
brightly. All was calm as we enjoyed our last day of the cruise,
sailing slowly in the Caribbean and back towards our “home port”
of Houston.
I'd heard from some that sea days can
be excruciatingly boring, with no shore activities to look forward to
and just “the stuff to do on the ship.” You know, "stuff" like soaking in the
hot tub, swimming in the pool, reading a good book in the shade as a
soft, warm breeze kisses your skin and tousles your hair, watching a
movie, enjoying live music in one (or more) of the myriad lounges,
having a fancy tea with canapes and amuse-bouches and petits fours
and tiny tarts in the dining room, competing in a variety of games,
taking dance lessons, enjoying a cool drink with friends recently
discovered, catching some rays. And don't forget the required eating
of mass quantities of fabulous foods for breakfast, lunch, and
dinner, too. Oh, ya. Excruciatingly boring. That's what I'll tell
everyone so they'll take other kinds of vacations and leave the
cruise ships to me.
This was a day to relax at the end of a
fabulous vacation. A day to just...be. And also a day to pack our
bags and place them outside the cabin door by 10 p.m. So, you'll want
to have an overnight-type duffel tucked away somewhere to stuff your
sleepwear (wink) and toiletries into the next morning. Fortunately,
you can purchase a lovely souvenir tote (or t-shirt or sun hat or
bathing suit or sarong) on the ship or at on of the many ports of
call, in case you “forget” to bring one from home.
Just as at a nice hotel, your bill will
miraculously appear in your cabin for inspection. You might want to actually check it
over to make sure it's correct. Ours was perfect. It occurred to me
at this point that it might have been a good idea to check our tab at
the purser's desk now and then along the way, just to make sure we
weren't going to have a heart attack on the last day. But, no
worries. If you have a tendency to purchase drinks for everyone at
the bar or to take expensive shore excursions each day, you would
probably be wise to keep track of your tab. There was one person, for
instance, who discovered that his bar tab was more than the cost of
the cruise. Much more. I'm sure his newly acquired friends thought he
was fabulous company. And so it goes.
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And taking the stairs instead of the
elevator to keep the pounds off? It totally works. Do it, if you can.
I lost a couple of pounds, actually. Of course, I gained it back
right away...but that's a different story.
Disembarking was terribly organized and
efficient and interminable. Customs was a drag. So, what's new there,
right? But Fred had our vehicle conveniently parked in the adjacent lot provided (at a very reasonable fee) for that purpose, and
we weren't in a huge hurry to catch a flight. We had our vacation on!
Back in north Houston, we stayed with
Cathy and Fred overnight and went to church with them at Second
Baptist the next day. It was a lovely service filled with wonderful
music as only a large choir and a full orchestra can deliver it. The
message was solid and inspiring and appropriate for the season. It
was a couple of weeks before Christmas, and I had a lot of work and
planning awaiting me back home. But I wasn't thinking of that yet. I
was determined to make the vacation feeling last. And I did.
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