Well I am back. The trip was relitivly uneventful. and i mean that...
Friday...
Got on the boat got to my room got my Gratzi Drink Card (and never used it on the trip, becouse that i dont drink) and was promptly shuffled up to the Muster station to sweat my ass off for 40 mins. We left port around 6pm and our group had a banquet reception untill around 8 and our dinners were scheduled for 8:30. not like they had any clue but... i am usaly in bed by like 6pm ... so if you do the math ... by like 8 pm I had been up for like 20 hours.. and was such the happy camper.. at about 10PM i hit the bed.
Saturday...
... and at 4 am i was up. got some pretty photos.
Sunrise, day two.
we went to some island, thay Royal Carabian owns and it was booring.. but if you're a sun goddess this was the place for you!
it got hot at like 9 am and i was back on the boat by 11am ... I ate lunch, and then hooked up with a few friends. was up untill late like 3 am ate a few times, party on the deck. Blah blah blah.
Sunday...
at 8:30 my phone rings and its a buddy, he wants to take this tour in like 20 min.. so im in a rush .. i scurry around SSS....
charge the $30 boat ride to an exclusive private island..... an exclusive hurricane ridden sandals island. well i get in the water and its cold.. i mean ICY cold. after a few mins i was in the water up to my neck.. and whoosh a wave hits me and washes my $300 classes off my face and into the water and onto the island of lost socks.
needless to say... i was pissed.
So i go back to the ship, compleetly bypassing the city of nassau. i may have eatten somthing but im not sure... i went to bed. ... and i woke up at like 10 PM.
Monday...
ok sunday night monday morning... i couldent find food an a motherfucking cruise ship!!!!
i was ready to gnaw on wood
I eventualy found some pizza and was no longer ravenious. and 6:00 came around eventualy... and after i watched spiderman 2,. again. i ate breakfast. the ship was in miamii around 5am but i couldent get a cell signal untill almost 9 am.
took me untill 11 am to get through customs and immigration. Fuckers complained when a bunch of us US folk were told to go through the NON residnet line. Lazy fuckers.
here was my boat
and the reason that i will never live on a remote tropical desert island.
there remote...
well later it only took me like 3 hours to write this...
Friday...
Got on the boat got to my room got my Gratzi Drink Card (and never used it on the trip, becouse that i dont drink) and was promptly shuffled up to the Muster station to sweat my ass off for 40 mins. We left port around 6pm and our group had a banquet reception untill around 8 and our dinners were scheduled for 8:30. not like they had any clue but... i am usaly in bed by like 6pm ... so if you do the math ... by like 8 pm I had been up for like 20 hours.. and was such the happy camper.. at about 10PM i hit the bed.
Saturday...
... and at 4 am i was up. got some pretty photos.
Sunrise, day two.
we went to some island, thay Royal Carabian owns and it was booring.. but if you're a sun goddess this was the place for you!
it got hot at like 9 am and i was back on the boat by 11am ... I ate lunch, and then hooked up with a few friends. was up untill late like 3 am ate a few times, party on the deck. Blah blah blah.
Sunday...
at 8:30 my phone rings and its a buddy, he wants to take this tour in like 20 min.. so im in a rush .. i scurry around SSS....
charge the $30 boat ride to an exclusive private island..... an exclusive hurricane ridden sandals island. well i get in the water and its cold.. i mean ICY cold. after a few mins i was in the water up to my neck.. and whoosh a wave hits me and washes my $300 classes off my face and into the water and onto the island of lost socks.
needless to say... i was pissed.
So i go back to the ship, compleetly bypassing the city of nassau. i may have eatten somthing but im not sure... i went to bed. ... and i woke up at like 10 PM.
Monday...
ok sunday night monday morning... i couldent find food an a motherfucking cruise ship!!!!
i was ready to gnaw on wood
I eventualy found some pizza and was no longer ravenious. and 6:00 came around eventualy... and after i watched spiderman 2,. again. i ate breakfast. the ship was in miamii around 5am but i couldent get a cell signal untill almost 9 am.
took me untill 11 am to get through customs and immigration. Fuckers complained when a bunch of us US folk were told to go through the NON residnet line. Lazy fuckers.
here was my boat
and the reason that i will never live on a remote tropical desert island.
there remote...
well later it only took me like 3 hours to write this...