needAcruise
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Jersey week demystified:
No one on the ship seemed confused when the phrase “Jersey week” was used. Apparently the whole ship (or a sizable chunk of it) was from Jersey due to the annual Teachers’ convention happening each November on Thursday and Friday. These two days off are customarily preceded by 3 half days when parent teacher conferences are scheduled. This way Jersey students (and their families) can take a 7 day vacation, but only miss 3 half-days.
So the ship was lousy with Jersey folk. (Note how I use “Jersey” rather than “New Jersey”. What other state gets to play fast and loose with their state name? You never hear - “I’m from York” or “I’m from Dakota”.)
Anywho, on with the report!
I am the designated travel agent, navigator, concierge, costume handler and laundress for this show. (As well as mother, wife and jill-of-all-trades.)
My cast of characters:
DH – not a Disney lover, but willing to humor the wife
needacruise – (me) who loves everything Disney and planned this trip for a looong time
DD1 – age 7, “Princess”
because aren’t all little girls princesses?
DD2 – age 5, “Minnie”
for the duration of the trip
Day 0 – the day before
Pack, pack and more packing.
I took the day off. And I sent the family off to school and work today, because I needed to pack. I have been amassing items for this trip for a year and needed to ferret them out from all the nooks and crannies I hid them in over the months.
I had a laundry marathon. I did not want to come home to a mountain of dirty clothes. Besides, it also make it a lot easier to pack if I had DH’s and DDs clothes in front of me so I could choose and coordinate outfits. (Okay, I’ll admit it, I’m a matchy-matchy clothes dork, especially when it comes to my DDs.)
I packed 4 carry-ons and 3 suitcases, all using the advice of the DIS boards. In the end, everyone had three extra outfits apiece that were not worn. DH was not pleased with that. (He was the pack mule.) But at least we wore all the shoes I packed!
The girls had a half day, so they were home at 1 pm. My first parent-teacher conference was at 1:05 with Princess’s teacher. Then the second conference was at 1:30 with Minnie’s teacher. Both were supportive. They both assigned Trip Journals to the girls to be handed in at the end of the trip. I expected lots of worksheets. Very reasonable if you ask me. Thank you nice teachers!
While I was at the conferences, DH fed DDS and had them wash. Thank you DH!
I got back in time to climb in the car and we took off for the Philly airport.
We caught the plane in plenty of time, but for some reason I was not feeling well. <cue the dramatic music> Now, this is the time to mention that DH had an upset stomach. I was worried that it would turn to something worse. Stomach flu anyone? (Luckily it was nothing serious.) But at the time, I was stressed. So when I felt headachy and nauseous, it scared me. A lot.
As it turns out, I was just dehydrated.
We landed, grabbed the Budget rental car, and headed out to the Residence Inn - all without issue.
We checked in at about 10 pm and got the handicapped room because it was the only room available on the first floor that was fairly close to the breakfast room. DDs were amazed at the bathroom. (It’s huge, Mommy!) I would get to know the lady behind the desk very well over the next hour. (Hi, Marge!)
DH wanted some tea to settle his stomach, and wanted the coffee maker for hot water. After a quick search of the kitchenette, it was nowhere to be found. So I trekked to the check in area and requested a coffee maker. It arrived in 5 minutes. After he heated the water, we discovered that there was no sugar in the room. Equal, salt, pepper and Sweet-n-Low, yes. Sugar, no. So I trekked back to the check in area where there was a 24-hour coffee station.
Marge noticed I was back again and asked why. Since I was so “inconvenienced” - her words, not mine - she offered me a free bottle of chilled water. Fair market value is $2. Needless to say, I took it! (Thanks Marge!)
Lights out because tomorrow we start out cruise!
No one on the ship seemed confused when the phrase “Jersey week” was used. Apparently the whole ship (or a sizable chunk of it) was from Jersey due to the annual Teachers’ convention happening each November on Thursday and Friday. These two days off are customarily preceded by 3 half days when parent teacher conferences are scheduled. This way Jersey students (and their families) can take a 7 day vacation, but only miss 3 half-days.
So the ship was lousy with Jersey folk. (Note how I use “Jersey” rather than “New Jersey”. What other state gets to play fast and loose with their state name? You never hear - “I’m from York” or “I’m from Dakota”.)
Anywho, on with the report!
I am the designated travel agent, navigator, concierge, costume handler and laundress for this show. (As well as mother, wife and jill-of-all-trades.)
My cast of characters:
DH – not a Disney lover, but willing to humor the wife
needacruise – (me) who loves everything Disney and planned this trip for a looong time
DD1 – age 7, “Princess”
because aren’t all little girls princesses?DD2 – age 5, “Minnie”
for the duration of the tripDay 0 – the day before
Pack, pack and more packing.
I took the day off. And I sent the family off to school and work today, because I needed to pack. I have been amassing items for this trip for a year and needed to ferret them out from all the nooks and crannies I hid them in over the months.
I had a laundry marathon. I did not want to come home to a mountain of dirty clothes. Besides, it also make it a lot easier to pack if I had DH’s and DDs clothes in front of me so I could choose and coordinate outfits. (Okay, I’ll admit it, I’m a matchy-matchy clothes dork, especially when it comes to my DDs.)
I packed 4 carry-ons and 3 suitcases, all using the advice of the DIS boards. In the end, everyone had three extra outfits apiece that were not worn. DH was not pleased with that. (He was the pack mule.) But at least we wore all the shoes I packed!
The girls had a half day, so they were home at 1 pm. My first parent-teacher conference was at 1:05 with Princess’s teacher. Then the second conference was at 1:30 with Minnie’s teacher. Both were supportive. They both assigned Trip Journals to the girls to be handed in at the end of the trip. I expected lots of worksheets. Very reasonable if you ask me. Thank you nice teachers!
While I was at the conferences, DH fed DDS and had them wash. Thank you DH!
I got back in time to climb in the car and we took off for the Philly airport.
We caught the plane in plenty of time, but for some reason I was not feeling well. <cue the dramatic music> Now, this is the time to mention that DH had an upset stomach. I was worried that it would turn to something worse. Stomach flu anyone? (Luckily it was nothing serious.) But at the time, I was stressed. So when I felt headachy and nauseous, it scared me. A lot.
As it turns out, I was just dehydrated.
We landed, grabbed the Budget rental car, and headed out to the Residence Inn - all without issue.
We checked in at about 10 pm and got the handicapped room because it was the only room available on the first floor that was fairly close to the breakfast room. DDs were amazed at the bathroom. (It’s huge, Mommy!) I would get to know the lady behind the desk very well over the next hour. (Hi, Marge!)
DH wanted some tea to settle his stomach, and wanted the coffee maker for hot water. After a quick search of the kitchenette, it was nowhere to be found. So I trekked to the check in area and requested a coffee maker. It arrived in 5 minutes. After he heated the water, we discovered that there was no sugar in the room. Equal, salt, pepper and Sweet-n-Low, yes. Sugar, no. So I trekked back to the check in area where there was a 24-hour coffee station.
Marge noticed I was back again and asked why. Since I was so “inconvenienced” - her words, not mine - she offered me a free bottle of chilled water. Fair market value is $2. Needless to say, I took it! (Thanks Marge!)
Lights out because tomorrow we start out cruise!
You go Jersey Girl
But then I shrugged it off. I was on vacation! Mickey awaits!
.
), but DH really cannot say no. So now you know why Princess is a “princess” and Minnie is “Minnie”. 

) He screamed bloody murder the whole time the cast member-life guard tended to him. His dad (uncle, grandpa?) was not much help. He kept yelling at the boy to stop being a baby. Shortly thereafter the pool closed
again. I saw a half dozen maintenance guys drain the pool and patrol it for whatever cut the kid. Not sure if it was ever found.
. DH and I enjoyed it, but for some reason DDs were antsy. Could be that going to bed the past 3 days much later than usual was causing it, but somehow my mommy radar failed to pick that up.
into Cozumel is at 7:30 am. 
The dark chocolate sauce with the deep chocolate soufflé, it was sublime! It was everything the DIS said it was and more. <tears of joy> (I can wax poetic more, but you get the idea.
) I could not thank him enough. DH said the silly grin on my face said it all. I thanked Sameer and Stefane so many, many times.
And as we were leaving, I saw Stefane discreetly jotting something into his little notebook. Hmm, I wonder what?
I rushed headlong after the hat and caught it just one foot from the edge. Yes, gentle reader, I was THIS close to an unexpected dunking. Later DH told me people were cheering, clapping and whistling for me after I caught the offending headgear.
The crab cakes were faboo, and DH loved the seafood pasta so much we asked for one to bring back to the room with us. Sameer cheerfully obliged us and the midnight snack (okay, 10 pm snack) was a very tasty dish of cold pasta.
)and I broke thought the delicate sugar- chocolate crust. He explained that I had so visibly enjoyed the first one so much that he and Stephane arranged to have another one brought to me that night!
DDs immediately started playing in the sand. Ahhh. This is the life.
I stood behind, and a bit to the left, of RJ the trainer, and filmed my dear family mixing it up with the fishes. It was very cool.
a half-way decent spot, a cast member would call out to him “sir, this is a restricted area”. Wow, Castaway Cay may have laid back vibe, but the people there are really vigilant!
But like the trooper he is, he brushed it off and enjoyed the rest of the day at the beach with the family.

