Monday, February 11, 2013


I was released by my captives on Saturday as promised.... much to my despair.


Released after fourteen days at sea.

It was heaven.


Some have asked how I managed to live confined on a ship for two weeks.

I managed just fine.  Thank you.


If I were honest I would admit that for five minutes at 3:22 in the afternoon on day 9 I was ready to go home.


And then my friend Barb called and asked if I was ready to go to the casino?

And the feeling passed.

Just like that it was gone.


If you have never seen, up close and personal, the turquiose blue water of the Caribbean, you are missing out on an amazing sight.


So amazing that I've heard rumor that it may be added as the eighth wonder of the world.

Yes, it is that beautiful.


And clear.  And calm.  (At least it was calm when I was there.)


There were eight stops in fourteen days:

St. Thomas, St. Marten, Antiqua, St. Lucia, Barbados, Granada, Aruba and Curacao.


A busy itinerary for sure.  But in between there were five relaxing days at sea.

Five days to sleep in.  Five days to be pampered.  Five days to take in a movie, visit the casino, watch a show, enjoy live music.


And now it's over.

I know that because I have been waiting for three days for someone to make my bed, clean my bathroom and prepare my dinner.

Reality really does bite, doesn't it?

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