zweihund
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This is my first trip report, which will be long and sarcastic and photo-filled. If any of the following things offend you.....
alcohol consumed in mass quantities
shameless self-depricating statements
serious confessions of a type-A trying to unwind
people-watching observations
minor complaints regarding occasional sub-par experiences
....then turn back now! For I am telling you up front that I have an ignore button and I am not afraid to use it.
Here it is: chapter one!
The Cast:
Me: Erica, 31
DH: Lionel, 35
DF1: April, 31
DF2: Steve, 27
We booked this cruise 7 months ago, finally having convinced another couple to join us on a DISNEY BOAT *gasp* - but what about all of the kids? Fuggedaboutit! Trust us! So they did. Mind you, about 3 other couples also agreed and then bailed out on us .bygones.
After a long wait, our weekend was finally here. Steve and April arrived on Saturday and we had a lovely dinner and some warm-up drinks at Carrabbas (the Italian Wedding Cake martini comes from Heaven, so I hear). I made a point to inform everyone several times that we would be leaving EARLY for the port in the morning. Last year we got there at 2, and just barely made it to the buffet in time after a deliriously long check-in (during which one of the helpers dragged Lionel out of the line having convinced him that no, his anal-retentive over-prepared wife had most assuredly NOT filled out the documents properly, when indeed I had and informed him repeatedly of this upon my return from the bathroom ..there was plenty of time to explain why what he had done was a bad thing, because we then got moved directly to the BACK OF THE LINE which was now almost twice as long but Im not bitter or anything).
I was not about to let that happen again.
I intended to get up at 7, but instead I woke up at 5 with Christmas-morning syndrome. I tossed and turned and finally got up and finished the last of the to-do list. The dogs knew we were leaving and clung to my side as I loaded the dishwasher and puppy-proofed the living room and put the last of the items aside for packing.
Steve, April and Lionel did a spectacular job of getting ready on schedule and thus avoided my pre-vacation wrath. They obviously know what is good for them. We left the house at 9:15 and arrived at the port an hour later. We got the last #3 card for boarding, which nearly sent me into a panic because we would not be the first ones on the boat. I managed to relax and we made it through check-in. One of the helpers tried to look at my travel documents and I curtly informed him that everything was in order. Lionel said easy girl . and I chose that moment NOT to inform him that I was holding enormous pressure in my bladder because I was not about to let them drag us out of the line again. I dont CARE that there are only a handful of people in the terminal, we are CHECKING IN NOW. Dont mess with me until I get a drink in my hand.
We were checked in by 10:45, and by 11 I had emptied my bladder and was sitting in a chair backwards and bouncing uncontrollably, looking for DISers and obsessively adjusting my Castaway Club lanyard. Can you tell I needed a vacation? I watched as the kids lined up for pictures with sailor Mickey and Minnie, and I spotted a young girl with a frame in her hand FLAT TIM!
Flat Tim was a DIS cruise meet inside joke that probably is not funny to any other human beings other than us, but it made me smile to see that he had made it safe and sound. I strolled around a little and met Suzanne, Vicky, Taeja, Kerry and Lisa and their respective families. It was great to put names and voices to faces. I was a little too twitchy to fully enjoy the moment, being concerned that I would miss our boarding number.
I did manage to catch a great photo of a kid dressed as Mickey, obviously by his parents. He had that Ralphie-in-the-pink-bunny-suit look about him. Later as we boarded, he threw himself flat onto the floor in front of us as if to say please take this costume far, far away and burn it until it is no more I would have helped him out, but they were calling our number and I was in need of a frosty beverage. Sorry kiddo.
I started rushing towards the gangway, and remembered that this was the first time for Steve and April. So Lionel and I stepped aside to let them experience the whole announcement and applause thing first. And then it was our turn.
And now, dear reader, I have a confession to make. Erica, the queen of all things logical and concrete, the one who never cries in movies unless it involves an animal, the problem solver in all heavily emotional situations STARTED TO TEAR UP as our names were announced. I couldnt control it. I dont know if it was the excitement, or the fact that we needed a vacation, or just the memories of how magical last years cruise was, but it was completely overwhelming and I had to let it go. I turned to Lionel and demanded to know when I became such a sap. He smiled at me and told me it was some time around when I fell in love with Disney. Yeah, yeah. Just dont tell anyone.
We headed to Parrot Cay for lunch, explored the boat a little bit and then went to our now-ready rooms to change into our swimwear. Steve and April were already becoming addicts and we had not even introduced them to the Outlook Bar. I could tell it was going to be a great cruise. How could it not be? We ordered some Bahama Mamas and had a sit in the Quiet Cove pool. Vacation was officially underway. Sweet.
Chapter two coming soon. Stay tuned.
alcohol consumed in mass quantities
shameless self-depricating statements
serious confessions of a type-A trying to unwind
people-watching observations
minor complaints regarding occasional sub-par experiences
....then turn back now! For I am telling you up front that I have an ignore button and I am not afraid to use it.
Here it is: chapter one!
The Cast:
Me: Erica, 31
DH: Lionel, 35
DF1: April, 31
DF2: Steve, 27
We booked this cruise 7 months ago, finally having convinced another couple to join us on a DISNEY BOAT *gasp* - but what about all of the kids? Fuggedaboutit! Trust us! So they did. Mind you, about 3 other couples also agreed and then bailed out on us .bygones.
After a long wait, our weekend was finally here. Steve and April arrived on Saturday and we had a lovely dinner and some warm-up drinks at Carrabbas (the Italian Wedding Cake martini comes from Heaven, so I hear). I made a point to inform everyone several times that we would be leaving EARLY for the port in the morning. Last year we got there at 2, and just barely made it to the buffet in time after a deliriously long check-in (during which one of the helpers dragged Lionel out of the line having convinced him that no, his anal-retentive over-prepared wife had most assuredly NOT filled out the documents properly, when indeed I had and informed him repeatedly of this upon my return from the bathroom ..there was plenty of time to explain why what he had done was a bad thing, because we then got moved directly to the BACK OF THE LINE which was now almost twice as long but Im not bitter or anything).
I was not about to let that happen again.
I intended to get up at 7, but instead I woke up at 5 with Christmas-morning syndrome. I tossed and turned and finally got up and finished the last of the to-do list. The dogs knew we were leaving and clung to my side as I loaded the dishwasher and puppy-proofed the living room and put the last of the items aside for packing.
Steve, April and Lionel did a spectacular job of getting ready on schedule and thus avoided my pre-vacation wrath. They obviously know what is good for them. We left the house at 9:15 and arrived at the port an hour later. We got the last #3 card for boarding, which nearly sent me into a panic because we would not be the first ones on the boat. I managed to relax and we made it through check-in. One of the helpers tried to look at my travel documents and I curtly informed him that everything was in order. Lionel said easy girl . and I chose that moment NOT to inform him that I was holding enormous pressure in my bladder because I was not about to let them drag us out of the line again. I dont CARE that there are only a handful of people in the terminal, we are CHECKING IN NOW. Dont mess with me until I get a drink in my hand.
We were checked in by 10:45, and by 11 I had emptied my bladder and was sitting in a chair backwards and bouncing uncontrollably, looking for DISers and obsessively adjusting my Castaway Club lanyard. Can you tell I needed a vacation? I watched as the kids lined up for pictures with sailor Mickey and Minnie, and I spotted a young girl with a frame in her hand FLAT TIM!
Flat Tim was a DIS cruise meet inside joke that probably is not funny to any other human beings other than us, but it made me smile to see that he had made it safe and sound. I strolled around a little and met Suzanne, Vicky, Taeja, Kerry and Lisa and their respective families. It was great to put names and voices to faces. I was a little too twitchy to fully enjoy the moment, being concerned that I would miss our boarding number.
I did manage to catch a great photo of a kid dressed as Mickey, obviously by his parents. He had that Ralphie-in-the-pink-bunny-suit look about him. Later as we boarded, he threw himself flat onto the floor in front of us as if to say please take this costume far, far away and burn it until it is no more I would have helped him out, but they were calling our number and I was in need of a frosty beverage. Sorry kiddo.
I started rushing towards the gangway, and remembered that this was the first time for Steve and April. So Lionel and I stepped aside to let them experience the whole announcement and applause thing first. And then it was our turn.
And now, dear reader, I have a confession to make. Erica, the queen of all things logical and concrete, the one who never cries in movies unless it involves an animal, the problem solver in all heavily emotional situations STARTED TO TEAR UP as our names were announced. I couldnt control it. I dont know if it was the excitement, or the fact that we needed a vacation, or just the memories of how magical last years cruise was, but it was completely overwhelming and I had to let it go. I turned to Lionel and demanded to know when I became such a sap. He smiled at me and told me it was some time around when I fell in love with Disney. Yeah, yeah. Just dont tell anyone.
We headed to Parrot Cay for lunch, explored the boat a little bit and then went to our now-ready rooms to change into our swimwear. Steve and April were already becoming addicts and we had not even introduced them to the Outlook Bar. I could tell it was going to be a great cruise. How could it not be? We ordered some Bahama Mamas and had a sit in the Quiet Cove pool. Vacation was officially underway. Sweet.
Chapter two coming soon. Stay tuned.