Friday, January 2, 2009

Day 7: At Sea 12/26/08

Running on a treadmill when a ship is rocking back and forth is a nearly impossible task. It's so difficult, in fact, that I believe it should be a new Olympic Event. Or at least part of the X Games.

After our workout, we packed up our books, hats and suntan lotion and headed for the pool. Unfortunately, the other 2,499 passengers all had the same idea. To make the scene even more chaotic, a belly-flop contest was underway when we arrived. We needed a Plan B.

Deck 5 just might be the most underused area of the Serenade of the Seas. Perhaps people are afraid of the lifeboats which dangle above. We pulled two chairs up to the rail and sat staring at the water for four hours, leaving only to make a bar run or for a bathroom break. We had the place virtually to ourselves the entire time. It was a lovely way to end the voyage.

The next day we somehow managed to be the last passengers off the ship. My husband was briefly detained at customs because there was no record of him embarking in San Juan. I told the customs official, "He's with me" which made him chuckle. As he said, "That doesn't work here."

It was a relaxing and exciting seven days. I am a complete cruise convert.


Traci Skene said...

I'm wearing a bathing suit under my shirt so, no, my boob isn't about to fall out.

And yes, I'm aware I have hideous feet... but on that day they were happy feet.

someasshole said...

You went to a deserted part of the cruise ship to sit and relax at the edge of the boat with your husband? Thats brave.

And you came back. Good for you.

Traci Skene said...

Believe it or not, he had no desire to push me overboard. He must really love me!