Copenhagen! I grew up in a small town, and in my senior year of high school we had an exchange student from Copenhagen. She was a generous and friendly girl who described in detail her “little country.” Her name was Yetta, and we corresponded for a few years and then lost track of one another. She has been on my mind the last few days, and now I wish I could have been able to find her. George pointed out I probably could have used Facebook.
I’m not a Facebooker, and seldom think of using it. George lives on Facebook, so I have no need. He’s always showing me things and reading it out loud. Between Facebook and his girlfriend, Siri, his world is full. But I’m regretting I didn’t try to find her. She’d be an old woman like me now, but I bet she still has that broad smile and positive attitude that I remember. And blonde hair – not out of a bottle.
Wow, there are a LOT of blonde, attractive people here. As Ellie and I walked down the street, I remarked that there were so many pretty girls; she replied “And boys!” Very athletic looking, but gosh, with the snow in the winter and the glorious sun in the summer, the residents have to be very active. Continue reading “Day 4 Scandinavia – Copenhagen By Bus, Barge and Bike”
The call of nature, and habit, woke me this morning. I love going out on the veranda to see what the sunrise has to offer. It gives me a little shiver of pleasure to think I’m somewhere exotic and this special spot and time is mine to savor. What an opportunity to live in the moment.
This morning, I paid tribute to the moment and then the lure of the soft, cushy bed drew me back. We are all exhausted, and today is a day of recovery at sea. Yes, this will be a day of regeneration and get ready for Copenhagen tomorrow.
Last night, when Ellie was working me over in the gym, I had stupidly agreed to attend a 7 a.m. fitness class with her. Something about finding my core. I just wanted to find my bed. Fortunately, Ellie was zonked out and I “forgot” to wake her up. In fact, I slept until 9:30 a.m., which is very late for me. Ellie slept until almost 11 a.m., and I was more than happy to tiptoe around so she wouldn’t wake up.
In a perfect world, it would have been nice to have a day at sea before landing at our first destination inn Bruges, Belgium. The majority of cruisers were still rummy from traveling. It’s fun to meet people from around the world; especially when there is time to sit and have a chat. Despite our cultural differences, we have so much in common. In essence, it was hard for everyone to get out of bed. We docked at 6:30 a.m. and headed to shore soon thereafter.
A healthy breakfast is a great way to get energy for a day of adventure, so we each individually staggered our way to the breakfast buffet. Personally, I feel the buffet is the easiest location for me to manage a healthy breakfast. I wanted to keep the calories down, so I could enjoy some food treats in Bruges (chocolate and waffles), our first stop.
I still felt like I was dragging, so I decided to have a bit more protein, without spending any more points. I hit the buffet and came up with this:
It is such a job getting out of town on vacation.It is so much work that we need a vacation to recover from the effort.There is always a last minute disaster or two, which in the moment of chaos, makes me wonder whether this is all worth it.But, of course, it is.What is moderate inconvenience (and lack of sleep) compared to heading out on a grand adventure!
The ship steamed towards Florida all night, and we awoke to our final destination – back in the USA. Darn.
Yesterday was a jam packed day, so I had started packing the day before. I’m not good with goodbyes, whether it is kissing one of my kid’s goodbye as they drive away with their family or realizing that my fantasy vacation is once again ending.
I love my family, I love my children, and oh my – how I love to travel. George is always ready to head back to Oregon. His dream vacation lasts around a week. This was a little over two weeks, so Teddy Roosevelt is ready to cry “Charge” and head back home. His souvenir panama hat planted his head, safari shirt, shorts and black dress socks and shoes. He is dressed and ready to go. I, on the other hand, am eyeballing the next ship to see if there is a stowaway spot. Continue reading “Day 15 – Do I hear Funeral Music?”
Yesterday was exhausting, and a bit emotional, so I didn’t write about it last night.It’s the next morning, the last full day of our cruise, and now I’m really getting emotional.I hauled myself out of bed and am sitting with my computer, a cup of coffee, fruit and a bit of muesli (damn I’m going to miss this).I think yesterday was exhausting for a lot of folks, and I easily found an empty table on the outside deck at the rear of the ship.It has everything to make my heart happy; warm breezes, blue waters, people to dote on me (oh dear, I’m going to cry), and the buffet right through the electric doors.I don’t even have to push a door open and there is the coffee pot ready to fill my cup that runneth over.
But, back to yesterday!The Grand Cayman Islands!We have never been to the Caribbean.Don’t hit me, but it didn’t seem all that interesting.I mean, the Romans never made it there, did they?It’s always seemed more a land of party boats, bikinis and laying on the beach with a tropical drink.Three things I am decidedly not.
Oh my goodness.The water is so blue. Royal Blue.The. Water. Is. That. Color!Lord, it is lovely.And then it changes!All my life I have known there is the color of aqua marine blue.You know that blue-green so popular decades ago.They got that color from the Caribbean!It really exists on something besides a wall! Or a 1950’s refrigerator.Continue reading “Day 13/14 – Near Death with Dolphins”
Our last full day at sea with no commitments.Tomorrow we are in the Grand Cayman Islands and then one last sea day before Ft. Lauderdale.But we will have to pack and get everything set out early to be ready for disembarking.It will take me hours to creatively stuff all our purchases into the luggage.I’m still stressing it won’t fit.I need one of those giant old steamer trunks like they used in the 1920’s.Those were the days.And if you believe the movies, everyone had a personal maid to pack it for them.
Today was a great people watching day.We are all aware the trip is winding down, and I noticed many travelers stopping to chat with the staff and various musical acts.It is nice to see people take the time to say thank you and share how their talent touched our hearts.Obviously, we all work hard for money, but I know how my heart sings when someone has a kind word – it is the icing on the cake. Continue reading “Day 12 – In the Caribbean Sea”