Two sea days getting home and we’re running out of Dramamine
and the Schillims have had to buy more too. Another reason to stay at a resort next time. I’m thinking that the cruising thing is not working out for us now, am I’m not sure how that happened so fast, but I’m going
to blame Norwegian. And it’s happening to Julie, Dave, and John too. And I don’t even have that much to complain about. The food has been meh,
the service has been poor in places, good in others, the weather and the locales have been great. The whole ship doesn’t have norovirus, we didn’t have 30 foot swells, no one was killed on their excursions that I’m aware of and these are all happening on other cruises at about this time. So, I really have nothing to complain about when you put it in that context, but on the
other hand, I don’t feel that cruising this time is giving me value for my money on this cruise. But it’s freezing in Michigan and we are in shorts, t-shirts and enjoying getting burned again at the pool for the last day on the cruise. We find a very small spot on the pool deck and I’m crocheting while the others are swimming because I’m done with saltwater for now and a burly, young man walks by my chair and says,
“that’s really beautiful” about my crocheting that I’m doing. I mumble “thanks” I think, but am so shocked that a person like him even noticed what I was doing, that I don’t react very well to the situation. Oscar goes back to kids’ club for a short time, no accidents and we are
back on track in that department it seems. Everyone seems to be over their various illnesses, accidents, and we’re able to enjoy the last day of the cruise pretty well. I also have a piece of meat on the buffet that is finally worthy of being raved about. I don’t even know what the hell it was, but it had a tasty
brown gravy and was the most tender beef that I’ve put in my mouth. Finally, something that I could gorge on in this cruise….
And I've included the little montage to the left to show how crap my Christmas wrapping was, how all my son received was soft cover books and how incredibly excited about it he was. How great a kid is that? We did succeed in picking a
book that we then get to read that one over and over and over on the rest of this trip to the point that one night I read it without a light on in the room in order to get him to go to sleep. So what if he complains of not being able to see the pictures?
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