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| Day 0: Heading to Orlando: | ||||||
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Concerned that hurricane Dennis would delay our trip to Florida, and knowing that the likelihood of Royal Caribbean holding the ship for us if we were late was about the same as them upgrading us to the Royal Suite, we decided to accelerate our journey east. We scored the last four standby seats on the first flight out of Texas, and made our way over to a stormy Orlando. There was time for a little shopping and a nap in the afternoon before braving a squall line in Downtown Disney for dinner at the Rainforest Cafe. Note to Texans: fill your gas tank before you get to Florida. |
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| With friend Sierra and 11 pieces of luggage, we prepare to depart Rockport | Hey - is that Will in the next tram car? Nah, couldn't be. | Sierra and Elizabeth hang with Sponge Bob at the Orlando airport | Dinner at the Rainforest Cafe | |||
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Day 1: We Set Sail: |
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We had a quick breakfast,
returned the rental car, took a 45-minute bus ride east, and arrived at
Port Canaveral. After whisking through check-in, we were lunching
at the Windjammer Cafe by 12:15. Before we knew it, it was time
for the muster drill and cast off from Port Canaveral at 5:00. We
found ourselves alone at our table for eight at dinner - our tablemates
didn't show. Someone must have told them about us. We all
enjoyed the "Welcome Aboard" show and, afterwards, the three youngsters
disappeared into the evening. |
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| Island fever sets in even before we get off the Hertz bus. Gonna be a long week. | The dreaded muster drill. At least we were in the air conditioning this time. | Ready to set sail! | Elizabeth and Sierra | |||
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| Day 2: Nassau, Bahamas: | ||||||
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We only had six hours in port today, so we had to get an early start. We hopped a taxi over to Cabbage Beach and went parasailing. Afterwards, we hiked over to the Atlantis Hotel to look around and catch a cab back to the boat. While we were having lunch back on the ship, the captain announced that, thanks to hurricane Emily in the Caribbean, we would have to change our itinerary. St. Thomas and St. Maarten are out, Labadee and Cozumel are in. That will mess up our excursion plans, but we'll have fun anyway. We enjoyed our formal dinner tonight. Will was uncharacteristically adventurous with dinner: peach soup, Caesar salad, filet of beef, and Grand Marnier soufflé (but we couldn't quite talk him into the escargot). And we discovered why Will is enjoying the evenings aboard so much...he is holding himself out as a 15-year old and sneaking in to the 15-17 year old club. |
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| Welcome to Nassau (fogged up camera lens and all) | On Cabbage Beach | Will, ready for takeoff | Will floats over the Atlantis Hotel | 700 feet up | ||
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| Now it's the girls turn | Sorry girls, that's as high as you get to go | Just kidding | The girls get dunked | That wasn't so bad! | ||
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| At the Atlantis Hotel | Sierra and Beth in the big chair | Heading back to the boat | Sierra and Elizabeth | Will, Bill and Elizabeth | ||
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| Will and Bill | First formal dinner | |||||
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| Day 3: At Sea: | ||||||
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Ah, sea days.
Breakfast is served in the Windjammer Cafe until 11:30am, but that
wasn't late enough for the three youngsters - all three slept right
through it. It was a lazy day, filled with sunning, reading,
napping and eating. Our dinner companions joined us
tonight - the Moores from South Carolina. After dinner, we
caught the show and later wandered into the casino. The good news:
Sierra and Elizabeth won money on Texas Tea. The bad news: Sierra
and Elizabeth are now planning to spend a lot more time in the casino.
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| Elizabeth and Sierra score a win on Texas Tea | ||||||
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| Day 4: Labadee, Haiti: | ||||||
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What do you get when you barb wire-off a
section of a third-world country? Labadee. There's not much
to do on Royal Caribbean's private island, but we suppose that's the
point. We made the most of it and just enjoyed a little down time
on the beach. Will broke his personal sleep-in record today, and
had to be rousted out of bed at noon. |
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| Welcome to Labadee | With the Mariner in Labadee | Sierra and Elizabeth give the Haitians a few flute lessons | Warning sign? What warning sign? | The Labadee beach bums | ||
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| Day 5: At Sea: | ||||||
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Another lazy sea day.
During the day, the girls scoped out the belly flop competition and laid
out by the pool, Bill made a donation in the casino and learned how to
juggle, and Will continued living the lie and building his social
network among the 15-17 year olds. The kid even crashed a
quinceanera. In the evening, we donned our formal duds again,
caught the ice show, had dinner, and saw the production show.
Dinner update: Will courageously ordered the lamb chop, but after one
bite felt "nauseous", so he medicated himself with two desserts.
Also at dinner, we laid a little Romanian lingo (which we looked up on
the internet) on our Romanian waiter Sandu. He taught us a few
other Romanian words, none of which we can repeat here. |
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| Elizabeth | Bill and his best girl | It's probably for the best that this one came out blurry | ||||
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| Day 6: Cozumel, Mexico: | ||||||
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The kids had to crawl out of bed
this morning at the excruciatingly early hour of 9:15am to meet our
scuba group. After a quick taxi ride and a classroom lesson, we
hit the water for our dive. Everyone did great, and we saw lots of
pretty fish and coral. Later, we headed for downtown Cozumel for
some souvenir shopping and lunch at the infamous Carlos 'n Charlies.
Quote of the day (from the necklace vendor in Cozumel): "$18. OK,
$16. Give me $12. How about $10. Alright, $8."
Tonight at dinner, we entertained ourselves with the levitating lemon
and other astounding feats of magic. |
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| Elizabeth shows us how it's done | Will finds a big piece of coral loaded with fish | Hook 'em | Yes Elizabeth, you look cute | Will and Beth head for the depths | ||
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| Will, Beth and Bill | Hey, I think I'll have that one for dinner | Uh, Will...you're only supposed to go down 40 feet there buddy | Will and Beth skim along the reef | Sierra digs this scuba thing | ||
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| Sierra and Elizabeth pose with a street vendor after negotiating an $18 necklace down to $8 | At Carlos 'n Charlies | Hey - what do they put in those Cokes at Carlos 'n Charlies, anyway? | Heading back to the Mariner after a great day in Cozumel | On Day 6, cabin fever sets in | ||
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| Day 7: At Sea: | ||||||
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A new record: Will slept until 1pm, and the girls almost that long. We used the last day at sea to enjoy the remaining amenities of the Mariner, including climbing the wall and skating. There was a 45MPH wind today, and that made the seas plenty rough. One last dinner (including 7 desserts for the 4 of us), the farewell show, and then it was time for the dreaded packing. After the suitcases were in the hallway, the girls took in the karaoke finals, and Will hung with his new (15-17 year old) buddies one last time. |
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| Sierra and Beth, ready for action | Cruise Director James straps Elizabeth in | Sierra and Beth head for the summit | Well, I guess if you live long enough you see just about everything | Braving the storm-force winds for our annual photo | ||
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| The absolutely amazing levitating sourdough roll (and the somewhat amazing levitating crouton) | With Cornelius and Sandu at our last dinner | |||||
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| Day 8: Back to the Real World: | ||||||
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The youngsters were out
until after 3am last night, so the 7:20am wakeup call was brutal.
Port Canaveral isn't too busy, so we zoomed right through customs, onto
the bus, and on to the Orlando airport for our 1:12pm flight back to
Texas. We had a great trip - "the best ever", claims Will.
Everybody stayed healthy, followed the rules (as
far as Bill knows, anyway), and we all had much fun on the high seas. |
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| On the tram in the Orlando airport | Hmmm...where should we go next? | |||||
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