IndianaDan
Former Disney CM
- Joined
- Aug 1, 2005
- Messages
- 16
Cast of characters - DH (moi), DW (Cruise-hater extraordinare), DS19, DSS14 (step-son). We live in Central Florida, so it was a short 1 1/2 hour drive to Port Canaveral. Smooth luggage drop-off and car park, and then we were thorugh security and into the short line for concierge check-in. The lady checking us in ended up being a distant relation to my step-son (that would be on the waaay bizarre father side...poor lady). After check-in, she escorted us on board and into the Cadillac lounge for the requisite concierge welcome aboard indoctrination. As the boys were hungry (which with these 2 meant that they were awake), she took them up to Beach Blanket for brunch. We were thoroughly entertained by the conversation of one couple, who were complaining in a very heavy European accent about having their passports "ripped from their hands and taken away.." bad passports...bad passports. This poor girl had to spend the next 15 minutes apologizing for everything including the grueling walk to board the ship...my wife and I stared at each other and broke out into a loose rendition of "...waaah boo...put a dress on it....(sung in D minor). When this same girl, Stephanie, got to us, we immediately started to complain abut the chocolate chip cookies being at room temperature. Her eyes started to get as big as tennis balls, so we quickly ended the torment and said we were kidding and sympathized with her over the Whiner party. She was terrific, and soon we were on our way to meet the chow hounds and to see just how nervous the restaurant manager was looking after seeing their consumption abilities (I should note that both boys are remarkably thin top level athletes, who like Tums, can consume 25% more than their weight). We then made it to our Cat 2 cabin, which was truly luxurious and spacious and stocked with a huge bowl of fruit on the dining room table. We then made our way topside and found the Signals bar and began our new found game - swipe the KTTW card. Soon everyone was dancing to the Sailaway/Bubble party as we pulled away and set sail. After walking around the ship to get our bearings, it was time to get ready for Hercules as we had the late seating for dinner. Originally we were set for 8:30pm, which for us would have been PTTA, but we asked for and got revised to 8:15pm which put us in the APPT rotation. After the show we had a little time to kill before dinner, and we went walking on the Promenade deck, or rather we sat and watched what appeared to be the Disney version of "Night of the Living Dead", as we had rough enough seas to make everyone stagger around with their arms straight out. Humerous enough, unless you were like my poor wife who had imbibed a few alcoholic bevermirages and joined her fellow "Living Dead"...staggering along in 3 inch high heels no less. I was quite impressed....she, on the other hand, kept murmuring something about death to cruise-boy (I believe that would be...me). Dinner was quite good at AP, and our wait team of Adam from Australia and Gesder from India started off slow, but Adam especially would end up showing quite a sense of humor (he learned quickly that sharp objects found near my spouse placed all of us in grave danger). The after dinner stagger was quite entertaining (I grew up on boats so I just grinned and watched the fun unfold around me). On the way back to our suite looking like a pin-ball party, an unfortunate steward jokingly remarked to my spouse about having a weee too much to drink. After she punched him in the shoulder and staggered off, I told him that ice helps, after looking at the now useless limb hanging by his side. The boys headed off on their adventures, and we returned to the first of our towel animals (2 swans which my wife loved), and then she lowered herself groaning into that incredibly comfortable bed and was soon fast asleep. We had made it through Day one....our adventures had just begun.