Christmas Cruise for Jews

I am not sure if I should title this Christmas Cruise for Jews or How I missed the Boat, but the bottom line is . . . WOW, what a Great Trip! Accommodations are important, and of course we were going to go economy style with four in a room. [WHAT WAS I THINKING!?] Have you ever marveled at a walk-in closet in which you can really move around and see everything? Well, convert that to a room for 4. No family has that much love to share! Fortunately, my mother insisted that we look into an extra room prior to the exciting event . . . timing being everything . . . we got an extra room, and life was wonderful. The ship was not your typical sea going vessel; we are talking rock climbing wall, putt-putt, the works! Did I mention food . . . . . . . . . well, we had F O O D in fact some nights I ate enough for a family of four all by myself. Of course by the last night I did feel compelled to skip desert. Since I am reflecting on food I must include one of the most delightful parts of dinner, Nector, our assistant waiter. From ET to smashing butter on Shanna's hand this guy was a riot! Of course Mr. Jeremy & Mr. Marty wanted to be sure that he knew how we felt about the quality of the food and the service so they always managed to provide the appropriate expression of their appreciation.

The cruise entertainment was not limited to food even if my newly found weight may tend to disagree . . . of course you are still wondering why I subtitled this How I Missed the Boat . . . well, it was not due to food!

It was the second most exciting activity . . . SHOPPING! It was not enough that my friend Jeff and I had a magnificent trip the ancient Mayan ruins . . . I had to stop to shop on the way back. Yes, I noticed all of the others rushing to the boat, but hey, there is always another boat . . . right? So we shopped, just a little, and maybe just a little more. Then we went to the pier, then the Mexican gentleman indicated that the boat left without us. So now what? SHOP SOME MORE that is what. We did manage to obtain passage on a much later boat that arrived 10 minutes after the ship was to leave port [are we important or what!]. Did I mention that Cheryl and Marilyn were ready to jump ship to try and find us?

Stay tuned to this blog . . . more to come soon.