The time for our spring break trip with Younger Son and friends has arrived. Wife, who has always carefully managed risk and believes that, if possible, one should, if at all possible, arrive a day early for events such as ship boardings, left this morning with Younger Son and two of his friends (the parents of which she also convinced of her arrive-early theory).
Anway, the four of them are in Miami tonight. I will fly down tomorrow morning with one of the other guys who stayed behind to play baseball. The girls and a set of parents from the girls' group will arrive tomorrow as well. Wife would never wish it on us, but I blieve she would possess a mild degree of satisfaction if we got behind schedule and the boat left without us. I don't look for that to happen with the beautiful weather it looks like we have between here and there and a departure time of 5 p.m.
This will be a short cruise, I guess, as cruises go. As I said, we "ship out" late tomorrow afternoon and get off next Thursday morning. We'll have two days at sea and two port days visiting Jamaica and Grand Cayman.
I am long past any kind of desire to swim with dolphins/go snorkling/name your tropical activity. I'm also not much of a beach guy.
So why for the love of everything holy do I keep going to the beach? Well I'm just a sucker for my family and Wife, who could be a pretty good travel agent, planned this trip for them and told me we would be the chaperones for the boys. So here I go.
I'm looking forward to the time off work. I have three books to read. And I can sit in a beach chair looking at water in a content fashion. It will be a good time.
It will also be the calm before the storm. Three months from today is the wedding. Look back a couple posts and you can get an idea of what life is going to be like around here for the next three months.
A Caribbean cruise? Don't mind if I do.