What a Shippy Life

HER MAJESTY OF THE SEAS

(The Ship, not my mother in the lower corner)

Ever been on a cruise? I now am proud to say I have. I spent my first of many cruises to come on rough waters between Miami and the Bahamas. It was a short cruise that left on Friday and came back on Monday morning but it was a good way to get in touch with my inner seafarer desires. So funny thing was while we were docked I looked around and saw everything and enjoyed the beauty of the ship. I couldn't help but think why I had never considered being a captain on a cruise ship. How hard could it be? Then we did a little drill...
After the muster drill we sat down for dinner and from that moment on I realized people that works on ships must not get seasick like I do. Here is my mom showing off her investment in an attempt to put the pains aside. She claims they never worked and I tend to believe her as I heard regurgitation more than once.

The sickness I felt wasn't enough to make me want to never go on another cruise but it made me realize I was not meant to be on sea, birds are meant for land. This bird, the odd and rare Brooklyn Bird loved life at sea. She was convinced that she could take the pizza man home with her to bake her pizza anytime she wanted as if she were still on the ship. She also loved the little pool party they had one night. They started dancing and I had to snap a few shots of my little sister who was breakin it down with the best of them.

Besides food, I don't remember much. The food was extremely good. The first night I had lamb with something I didn't understand, the second night I had Steak that didn't need A-1 and the last night I had the option for snails but I passed and went with the shrimp cocktail to start, a ceaser salad, a roast and banana something custard cake with a special order of ice cream.

There was some time to do other things. I spent the early afternoon hours sitting up on deck getting a little sun as I relaxed. I loved to just stand on the deck and watch things. The sports court was a fun place to hang out as well. We watched a competitive dodge-ball tournament as well as basketball games and little kids playing soccer. I tried to hook Brooklyn up with them but she was a little skiddish with the idea of a teen club. It was all fun. I was often scared I'd be marked as "gone overboard" if I didn't check in with my mom so I did that as she sometimes forgets things like I know how to not fall off a ship and I don't even like to swim.Being away from everything was great, knowing how inexpensive this little vacation was really great and having everything I needed and more all confined on a moving resort was awesome. I mean hey, they even let me board with my mom and sister. They made the journey fun and I was happy to be with them. If I had to do it again I'd probably drug up my mom a little more so she could enjoy things other than the shuttle from the port back to the airport. I thought for a second she was going to exchange me for the driver. Afterall, he was the guy that reminded us if anyone asked we needed to say we made a reservation last week. Everyone on the shuttle was thinking the same thing but we made it and I'm glad I dont' live in Miami.