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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Geeks Sail on Rough Seas, Meet Dophins, and Photograph a Butt Crack

Sigh.  Vacation's over.  It's back to the real world.....or what's left of it.

We were on a cruise last week and decided to take a break from the real and online world.   It felt great although Evil Twin kept trying to wake me up in the middle of the night to sneak down to the library for some Facebook and blog time.  Fortunately, Evil Twin is a bit frugal and just couldn't bring herself to pay by the minute to use the Internet.   

Instead of logging on during the wee hours of every night, I somehow braced myself against the moving ship, felt my way in the dark to find the bathroom remembering to step up as I opened the door.  I bumped into the tiny shower, found the toilet, peed, flushed, washed, and crawled back to the bed. I never get over how hard it is to pee during the night on a ship!

Later in the week, we finally gave in and got online to check something at my bank.  GREAT SHAKE IN THE MORNING!  I was greeted with the ruins of Japan at the hands of a most hateful Mother Earth.  Sigh.  So very sad.

On a lighter note, we had a nice time on our trip.  There was a Mardi Gras parade on the Promenade which was apparently a yearly event on this ship with repeat cruisers staring in the show.  I found some adorable beads for the celebration at a Mardi Gras festival in Galveston:

Yes, sweet dancin' dolphins!

I was thrilled to see the graceful creatures swimming in Galveston Bay as our ship was leaving.

Evil Twin was sure they were up to something.  She muttered something about a secret meeting with the cats that evening.

I decorated the cabin pup for Mardi Gras:



As usual, I missed out on a photo of an older couple wearing matching costumes complete with flashing lights.

Sigh.

Later in the week, we took a snorkeling excursion on Roatan.  I saw lots of coloful fishies playing on the reef, most memorably a sea turtle and a baby barracuda.  That little guy was probably hoping for a pre-lunch nibble.  Then it was time for our lunch: 

 Meet Bob and his butt crack.  Sorry, Dude.

I'm glad it was only cheese and onion quesadillas....at least I THINK that's what it was...

In Belize, we bounced on a bus on a bumpy road to arrive at the bat cave:


Yes, those are bats.  Those messy little creatures! Now I realize why it was a bit slippery in there. We also got to shimmy around avoiding decapitation by stalactites and removal of male genitalia by stalagmites.  The guides kept our adrenaline flowing with other fun stuff like rappelling and flying on a zipline:

 Whee!  There goes Hubby!


It was a nice break but it's always good to be back and sleeping in my own bed.  I brought back a bit of a cold so it's been a week of sneezing, coughing, blowing, and making sure I know where the soft tissues are around here.
ACHOO!

I hope you are having a great week.  I'll be happy to send you my cold.


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