Day 2, Monday April 24, Sea Day, Part III
Music Recommendation: “Wonderful Tonight” Eric Clapton
That night’s show was a Comedian, Maryellen Hopper, And she was fantastic! She managed to be incredibly funny by talking about things we can all relate to – raising her kids, her husband’s obsession with power tools, fixing up the house, etc. If you’ve never heard her, let me Google that for you. There are several clips online that you can get an idea of just how engaging & funny she is:
http://bfy.tw/CqH5
We liked her so much at her 6:15 pm show, we ordered cappuccinos with dinner and took our caffeine fueled carcasses to her 10:30 pm show too. You have to appreciate that normally DW turns into a pumpkin shortly after 10:00 pm. But there were several times on this cruise when certain shows and events would start at 10:30 pm; things that we really wanted to see. So in preparation, we would each down a double shot of cappuccino, and head out for some late night entertainment. Tonight was one of those nights.
Here are some pictures that DW took of the sky that night. I think she took these in between the show and dinner:
Dinner that night was really good, probably one of my favorite menu's of the cruise. I think it was Triton's rotational menu. My notes tell me that I had the Chateaubriand, and DW had the Salmon. But unfortunately I was a bad photojournalist that night, and for some reason, I didn't get pictures of the main courses. I don't know what happened! I'll try to do better next time, I promise! But if you need to fire me for this egregious transgression, I completely understand.
Here are the photo's that I did take:
After a great dinner that included chateaubriand, salmon, cappuccinos, and dancing mermaids on ice (ok, I may have exaggerated that last part) we headed off to see Maryellen Hooper a second time, and she was just as funny, just as fetching, just as entertaining as she had been at her 6:15 show. Although we had never even heard of her before, DW and I are now Maryellen Hooper fans.
It was now 11:15 pm. The cappuccino was wearing off and DW was ready for bed. We got back to the room and somehow, she was prostrate under the covers before I even had my shoes off. Well, she deserved to be. It had been another long day with lots of activities. We worked-out twice, sweat our toxins out in the saunas of the Rainforest room, read our books for an hour on the heated lounge chairs, saw two comedy shows, had a great Palo brunch and wonderful Tritons dinner, and we had enjoyed part of the afternoon relaxing on our balcony. That's a pretty full sea day. My DW did it all, and she looked good doing it. She really was wonderful tonight.
As I climbed into bed next DW, who had already descended into her Odinsleep, my body started complaining at me. DW is accustomed to 2 workouts a day; she routinely doubles up on her classes at the gym. Not so this dilapidated body that I'm dragging around. I'm out of shape, and the creaks and pains were broadcasting that I had done too much that day. Oh well, if it doesn't kill me, it'll just make me stronger.
I laid back and debated taking an Advil. I remembered one other cruise we went on where I had to take some pain meds. We were cruising down the Pacific coast of Mexico, and we stopped in Mazatlan. The girls wanted to go horseback riding on the beach, so we researched online and found a good excursion for that. It was great fun, but I couldn't quite get in sync with my horse. After a while, I was aware that I was developing quite a sore where the person meets the saddle. I was wearing my blue jeans, but the coarse, abrasive rubbing action from being out of sync with my horse was taking its toll on my backside! I kind of forgot about it, once we dismounted our horses. Yeah, I forgot about it until I climbed into the shower back in our stateroom. When the water from the shower hit that sore, I winced in pain and yelled out to DW that something was biting me! I thought some kind of big Mexican cucaracha was biting my behind! Turns out, I had a strawberry the size of New Jersey, and it was swollen and open and sore. That's one of DW's favorite cruise memories. Yeah, somehow the stories are always funnier if they involve me in some kind of pain.
We’ve taken some great family vacations over the years. I could have spent some of that vacation money on driving a more prestigious car, but instead, I settled for a Pontiac Vibe. I put 260,000 miles on that car. But you know what? Long after that Vibe has been reduced to a rusty carcass in a graveyard of automobiles, I'll still have the memories of cantering on the beach in Mazatlan with my girls. Time to pop an Advil and go to sleep. Goodnight everyone. See you tomorrow.
