tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82935288330837081972024-02-19T05:57:40.319-08:00Two Old Grumps on a Party ShipAn author & her Dear Husband explore Cozumel, Belize & HondurasLexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-61672247299329053712017-01-26T19:27:00.000-08:002017-01-28T06:33:30.549-08:00How to Pack for a 7 Day Cruise...<i>from <a href="http://www.lexieddings.blogspot.com/">Lexi Eddings</a></i><br />
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...without lugging home a suitcase full of clean clothes!<br />
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Yeah, you heard right. We did that. The DH & I over-packed for this 7 day cruise on the Carnival Dream. We actually could have made do with one big suitcase for the two of us. We really did bring home a LARGE rolling suitcase (read: the biggest honking bag in our set of luggage!) full of clothing we did not wear.<br />
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So I thought I'd save you from a similar fate. I made a detailed inventory of our dirty clothes because that's all we should have packed (and that's all we will next time!) Here's the list.<br />
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Undies, 11 Bras, 10 Socks, 4 PJs, 1 Swimsuit, 1 Cover up, 1<br />
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Tops, 10<br />
white crinkle tunic<br />
yellow shirt<br />
navy 3/4 sleeve<br />
blue print 3/4 sleeve<br />
black long sleeved<br />
peach twin set (ok, this is sort of 2 items--a sleeveless shell & matching sweater)<br />
black & gray top<br />
teal tunic<br />
salmon tunic<br />
sweater, berry-colored cardigan<br />
Pants, 7<br />
white jeans<br />
olive khaki capris<br />
black<br />
navy<br />
winter white<br />
khakis<br />
navy capris<br />
Gym wear-black yoga pants & matching black top with shark-bite hem. <i>(Not that they saw much use. Hey! It's the thought that counts!)</i><br />
Formal Wear: Black palazzo pants, black tank, black & gold jacket, red pashmina <i>(These pieces got me through 2 formal nights very nicely.) </i><br />
Shoes, 4 pair: red loafers with non-skid, deck-friendly soles, blue walking sandals, pink flip-flops, fancy black sandals for evening<br />
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<b>For Him:</b><br />
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Undies, 9 Undershirts, 5 Socks, 8 casual, 4 dress Swim suit, 1 <br />
Tops, 18<br />
colored T's, 7<br />
polos, 2<br />
dress shirts, 6<br />
Hawaiian, 3<br />
Bottoms, 7<br />
dress pants, 3<br />
casual slacks, 1<br />
shorts, 3<br />
Tie, 3<br />
Belt, 2<br />
Shoes, 4 pair: dress shoes, walking shoes, flip flops, & sandals<br />
<i>(Please note: There ought to have been a suit jacket and blazer as well, but Someone--not naming names--left them hanging on the bedroom door at home. Good thing we weren't cruising with Cunard. He'd have been in trouble!) </i><br />
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Of course, we did have a couple of carry-on pieces that held our toiletries, travel docs, jewelry & other essentials. But otherwise, we really could have packed in just one big bag. </div>
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Our next cruise is a 7 day out of Seattle to Alaska on the Holland America Eurodam. I'm going to try to shoehorn us into one bag for that, but as my DH points out, it'll be colder in September and our clothes will be thicker.</div>
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Will I manage it? Only time will tell...</div>
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<br />Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-64031194396970984662017-01-15T05:30:00.000-08:002017-01-15T05:30:29.063-08:00Sea Days<div class="MsoNormal">
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NOLA. It’ll take two days at sea to reach our home port. Some cruisers hate sea
days. They live for the shore excursions. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Not me. I always consider the ship itself a destination. This is a shot of the main atrium on the Carnival Dream. There's so much to see, so many lights, it reminds me of Tokyo at night! </span><br />
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the cruise director makes sure there’s so much to do that if you tried to do it
all, you’d run yourself silly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to the Lido deck for a buffet, but why do that when you can be served in style?
It takes a little longer, but you also get the benefit of meeting some of your
fellow passengers and sharing their experiences.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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drop by to pick up a few things for the fam back home. No, we did not get
anyone a T-shirt that reads: “My parents went to the Caribbean and all I got
was this lousy T-shirt.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">10:20AM As we start back up to Cabin 7219, someone stops me
by saying, “Are you Lexi Eddings?” When I admitted to it, she tells me she
downloaded THE COLDWATER WARM HEARTS CLUB and gushes about how much she’s
enjoying it. I introduce her to my DH and thank her profusely for reading my
book. I always appreciate it so much when someone spends their hard earned
money for my work and gives a few hours of their life to my stories. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Not gonna lie. It feels pretty good to hear that my book has
brightened someone’s day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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flying fish skipping over the swells. The wind and waves lull me into a pleasant
sense of my own smallness. It’s part of why we spring for a veranda cabin. The
ocean is so vast, so mysterious, I can’t help but feel thankful for the
blessing of abundant water on our planet. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And it makes me realize that compared to God, the greatest
genius ever born is a complete imbecile.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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dining room isn’t open, we go up to the Lido deck for the buffet. The DH snags
a burger and fries. I opt for a salad and roast beef. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">On my way back to our table, a lady stops me to ask about
Herkimer (my Portable Oxygen Concentrator). Someone she loves has to have
supplemental O2 and they’re looking for a solution that doesn’t involve klunky canisters
or big, heavy contraptions. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to the confines of a 25 ft green tube running from the home concentrator. To
say it was merely depressing is to sugar coat it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But my POC has made all the difference. I can travel. I can
be active. Herkimer may be the first thing people notice about me, but I don’t
want him to be the last. I’m not done with adventures and he helps me have
them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I can point them to Main Clinic Supply, where I bought my POC. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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300 lb block of ice. It’s an amazing process to watch! So much work for
something that will melt in a few hours.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">1:00PM~ Time for art of another sort. I often go to art
auctions when I cruise. First, I love learning about the artists, the
difference between a </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , serif; line-height: 115%;">giclee</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #545454; font-family: "roboto" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , serif; font-size: 14pt;"> and a lithograph, and the styles of art. I’ve even
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passengers don’t disappoint. It’s a rowdy crowd for an art auction with much
foot-stomping and cheering. (I think the complimentary mimosas might have
something to do with that.) The bidding flies fast and furious and a number of
what I’d consider big purchases (read: over $5000!) bring the gavel down hard. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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that started at only $80. The price climbs up to $130 before the other two
bidders drop out. Then the auctioneer says, “Guess what? I have 3 of them so
you can all have one for $100.” The two who lost the bid jump at the
opportunity, but Ms. $130 decides she doesn’t want it for $100. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to have two a day while we’re on board. While he saws a log or two, I noodle on
the computer or play Angry Birds (yes, I have a mild Angry Bird addiction, but
I’m working on it, ok?)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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little paint on the old barn door. I’ll be wearing black palazzo pants, a black
tank and a black and gold jacket. The DH conveniently “forgot” to pack his suit
jackets so he’ll spruce up by wearing a tie with his dress pants and shirt. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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great getting to know Dan & Connie from Louisiana and Theresa & Greg from California. On the last formal night we
had lobster. Not sure Carnival will repeat that, but it’s sure to be a special
menu. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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country music. All right. I confess it. I’m a musical snob. We plan to play
hooky from the show and hit the thermal suite when there likely won’t be anyone
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But we are bobbing around in the ocean, so special care needs to be taken to insure that everyone has a chance to make it off the the ship in case of emergency.<br />
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Enter the Muster Drill. (In case you can't read the small print below the ship image, it says "interrupting bar service," which is kind of appropriate for the Carnival Dream because all passengers embark directly into the main bar!)<br />
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On our last Holland America cruise, the muster drill involved getting out our life jackets and meeting at our assigned lifeboat for further instructions. The crew checked off names on a list to make sure everyone attended and the ship didn't weigh anchor until the drill was done. <br />
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On Carnival we were told to leave our life jackets in our stateroom and gather in the big Encore theater. Had this been an actual emergency, we would have brought our life jackets. Once the theater was about half full (no attempt was made to make sure everyone attended), one of the dancers from the stage troop who entertained us all week, told us that once we were all assembled, we'd be led, a couple of rows at a time, to our waiting life boat.<br />
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Let's see. Picture this: klaxon sounding, ship listing, the theater full to bursting with panic-stricken people. Then we'll be told to wait patiently while select small groups are led out to a lifeboat.<br />
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Well, that sounds good. Because people are always willing to wait while others are led to safety, right? No, I'm afraid this has all kinds of bad written all over it.<br />
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Of course, sometimes people don't panic. I remember one time shortly after 9/11 I was in a London Tube station when a maddeningly calm voice came over the loudspeaker announcing that "A bomb threat has been issued against this station. Kindly make your Way Out." Almost as one, the crowd turned and walked quietly toward the long escalators (which had been shut down in the emergency.) There was no screaming. No running. No pushing or shoving. I was never so proud of the English blood running through my veins. (Of course, my family has been in America since the early 1600s so we were undoubtedly trouble-causers in the Old Country!)<br />
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Anyway, Carnival's evacuation plan did not inspire my confidence.<br />
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It sank further when, at the tender port of Belize, Carnival used private contractors to ferry us from the ship to shore. Holland America uses the ship's own life crafts. If Carnival doesn't drill with the lifeboats, how do they know the boats are in good repair and the winches to lower them into the water are all working?<br />
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I stewed about this for about a minute (I <i>am</i> on vacation after all and have better things to do!) Then when we were in port at Roatan, the Carnival crew practiced fire suppression, ran emergency evacuation drills and lowered some of the lifeboats. They puttered around the harbor with them for about thirty minutes.<br />
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That made me feel somewhat better.<br />
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Ever since I was a kid, safety has been my hot-button. Probably because my mom is so good at imagining worst case scenarios. Now that I'm older, she's sort of taken up residence in my head--at least about this.<br />
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Years ago, I heard about a group of cruise passengers who died when the excursion bus they were on plunged off a Chilean hillside. No doubt, it was terrible. But those people died while having an adventure. If I have to choose between lingering in a hospital or a Chilean hillside, I'll take the plunge every time. Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-65782654344232466592017-01-13T03:30:00.000-08:002017-01-13T04:37:38.060-08:00Will the real Honduras please stand up?01/12/17 Today woke to the Dream shuddering up to a pier. It never ceases to amaze me how well the crew handles this huge vessel. They snugged her up gently to her berth in Mahogany Bay. Here's the view that greeted me when I stepped out onto the balcony.<br />
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Welcome to the lush rain forest of Roatan. It's a small island just off the coast of Honduras.<br />
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We ate a quick breakfast and then disembarked.<br />
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As it turns out, Mahogany Bay is a corporate resort area owned by Carnival. While it's incredibly beautiful, it has a Disney-esque feeling of unreality. Canned steel drum ditties float from speakers hidden behind every shrub and bush. It struck me as too well manicured, too scrubbed, too full of shops and touristy trinkets.<br />
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But we still had some exploring to do. I'd hoped to be able to take the Flying Beach Chairs, a tram ride over to a stretch of beach that was waiting for us, but when we reached the place to board I found an insurmountable obstacle.<br />
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A cool mist coats you while you wait to board your Flying Beach Chair. I think it's a lovely idea and I'm always looking for ways to beat the heat in the tropics, but Herkimer (my Portable Oxygen Concentrator) does not do well with wet. He's likely to short out and then I'd be in a pickle. I toyed with leaving my POC behind in a locker if we could find one (an idea my DH quickly squashed. He didn't want me to become O2 depleted and anyway, there were no lockers to be had.) <br />
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So my DH and I took a leisurely stroll through a well-tended garden.<br />
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As you can see, my DH is wearing a backpack that holds my "walk-about" Herkimer. Usually, it rides in a little wheeled cart, but when we think we may be on uneven ground, my DH volunteers to be my Sherpa! My 7 foot cannula keeps us close together.<br />
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<br />Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-65892378142734971892017-01-12T13:26:00.000-08:002017-01-12T13:30:09.683-08:00You better Belize it!01/11/17 Now that I’ve hit all fifty states, my new travel goal is to visit as many countries as possible. So far, I’ve been to Canada, Mexico, England, Ireland, Scotland, Bermuda, the Bahamas, Germany, Belgium, the Netherlands, Saint Lucia, Antigua & Barbuda, France, Japan, Kiribati, the Marquesas, and French Polynesia.<br />
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In contrast to its Central American neighbors, English is the official language of Belize because it used to be British Honduras. There is still evidence of British influence in the sturdy bridges and highways. The people are friendly and unfailingly eager to share their lovely homeland with us.<br />
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We tendered into port and took a riverboat wildlife excursion. I’ve been on enough whale-watching tours to know these types of experiences are a crap shoot. You may see something interesting. You may not. <br />
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Nearby, we saw several manatees, large docile creatures, but they surfaced for only a few seconds, looking like overgrown, furless sea otters that had been hit too many times with the ugly stick. Unfortunately, we weren't quick enough to snap a picture before they sank back into the depths.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">This blue-grey fellow was dogging another bird that seemed to be having good luck fishing. Why do the work yourself when you can live off the industry of others? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Further upriver, we started to see green iguanas. Some them can grow to six feet in length (Don't worry. Most of it is tail!) Even though they are called green, it's mating season, so the males have changed to a flashy orange and black to attract a mate.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Got a great mohawk going, doesn't he? In Belize, they have iguana farms and use the meat to make tacos!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">We didn't see any howler monkeys, but since they are usually more active at night, that wasn't surprising. We went upriver as far as we could before we had to return to the ship. When the captain kicked the engines into high gear, we attracted the attention of a fresh water dolphin. This delightful creature seemed to love playing in our wake, breaching and slapping back into the river, then racing to catch up to us again. Again, we couldn't get a picture because it all happened so quickly when he leaped up. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-39465721028133607502017-01-11T05:30:00.000-08:002017-01-11T05:30:18.544-08:00Cozumel or Our Own Private Yacht<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Since we've been to Cozumel before--we took our daughters to see the ruins of Tulum back when they were 18 & 20. Fascinating!--we decided to stay aboard the Dream and enjoy the ship with many fewer people on it.<br />
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Don't get me wrong. I like people. People are my favorites.<br />
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But there are a <i>lot</i> of them on this ship. At up to 4500 passengers, it's bigger by far than any we've ever cruised on before. It's easy to feel overwhelmed, especially when you can't get from one end of the ship to the other on some decks without going up and down stairs or waiting in the Disneyland-like lines at the elevators.<br />
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So we decided to play like the Dream was our private yacht.<br />
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We had a leisurely breakfast in the Scarlet dining room and met some more people from Missouri! Everywhere we go we seem to run into them. I think half the state has run away from winter this week!<br />
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Then we went to the Thermal Suite for our daily nap on the lovely stone loungers. This our big splurge on board. We don't drink. We don't gamble. Bingo and Trivia hold no allure for us and I won't shop unless someone forces me to.<br />
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But we do like to lounge around in the spa. For months beforehand, we look forward to feeling that heat seep into our bones.<br />
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And today, we had it all to ourselves instead of having to wait until there were two vacancies.<br />
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Then after our lounging, I decided it was time to make good on my little Bucket list item. If you visit with me on <a href="http://www.twitter.com/Lexi_Eddings">Twitter</a> , <a href="http://www.facebook.com/Lexieddingsbooks">Facebook</a>, or the CruiseCritic message boards (you might know me there as Aquadesiac) you know I've been talking about doing the big slide on board the Dream. When our kids were young we used to take them to water slide all the time. It was a fun family outing. Good times. Guess I was just hoping to recapture some of that.<br />
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Surprisingly enough, other people are interested in whether or not I did the slide. Yesterday a fellow wearing a Mizzou t-shirt stopped and offered to carry Herkimer, my Portable Oxygen Concentrator, up the stairs for me if I was still determined to do the slide. He'd read my goal on FB or the CC rollcall board and recognized me by my POC. He was invested in my little dream and wanted to see me accomplish it.<br />
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Well, I couldn't back out after that.<br />
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Even so, the Twister is a real monster. I have to admit I felt a little apprehensive climbing up the many stairs to get to the top. (My DH served as my Sherpa and carried up Herkimer for me! Then since it couldn't go with me on the slide, he packed it back down. God bless the man!) I was a little winded when I reached the top, but that may also have been excitement.<br />
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Anyway, I settled into the tube marked "The Twister," crossed by ankles, folded my arms across my chest and off I went!<br />
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The water was so co-o-old!!!!! (You must pronounce that word with 3 syllables to get the full effect of how frigid it was.) I could scarcely draw breath. I zipped along, through the tight turns, thinking surely I'm almost down, surely I'm...<br />
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But then there was yet another series of corkscrews. Just as I decided I'd probably pass out before I reached the end---I reached the end.<br />
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And a big wall of water smacked me in the face!<br />
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All in all, with my <a href="https://findingmysecondwind.blogspot.com/">pulmonary issues</a>, this probably wasn't the smartest thing for me to do. It was sort on a par with the time I took my PhD in Roller-Coaster-ology with my sister Linda at Six Flags by riding every coaster in the park. A great deal of excitement punctuated by moments of real terror.<br />
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Either way, it was a fun thing to have done. Just not so much fun while you're doing it, if that makes any sense. If the water had been warmer...if I'd taken five minutes or so to catch my breath at the top of the slide, I might not have felt so oxygen depleted while I was running the gauntlet.<br />
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If I'd just had more witnesses! Unfortunately, most of my fellow passengers were off in Cozumel so you have only my word that I did it. And my DH's and the ever-smiling Indonesian crewman who helped me get started down the slide.<br />
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Ok, everybody playing in Cozumel can come back now. We're done pretending the Dream is just ours. Just be sure to make it back on board before 5:30.<br />
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I'd hate to be standing on my veranda waving to you as you run frantically down the pier. That's zero fun for either of us.<br />
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Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-50864989089547843552017-01-11T05:00:00.000-08:002017-01-11T05:00:11.136-08:00Welcome to Cabin 7219!<div class="MsoNormal">
Hey there! Come on in! This is our “tiny house” for the next
7 days. I specifically chose this stateroom for a couple of reasons.</div>
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<li>It’s on a deck that’s sandwiched between two other decks of
passenger cabins. It should be relatively quiet <i>(read: not under a disco
that’ll be rocking till the wee hours.)</i></li>
<li>It’s located in an area that doesn’t lend itself to much
foot traffic. The only reason to walk our little corridor is because you have a
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Our cabin has a veranda. When we first started cruising, we always
bought “ocean view” accommodations. We figured it didn’t matter how big our
cabin was because the whole ship was our playground. Now we enjoy the feeling
of having our own private retreat with our own. And because of the way this
Carnival Dream is configured, we can lie in bed and watch the ocean race by.</li>
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<i><span style="color: #cc0000;">(I tried to make a video tour of the cabin with my phone, and it shows up great on my little screen, but I can't figure out how to post it here. I've played with it long enough to get frustrated and have decided I'll work on it when I get home. After all, right now I'm on vacation!)</span></i></div>
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Now that we’re here, we’ve discovered a few challenges. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That's not Charlie on the bed. <br />It's the sad ruin of a towel lobster our room steward made for us last night!</td></tr>
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<li>There’s only one electrical outlet in the whole cabin. This
gets exciting when we need to charge laptops, tablets, cellphones &
Herkimer <i>(my Portable Oxygen Concentrator)</i> all at the same time. We brought a power strip with us so this
helps, but it also means we have a tangle of electrical cords criss-crossing the
room. There is an outlet for European
style appliances, but we can’t use it. <i>(Note to self: Always bring the
converter we use on our trips across the Pond.)</i></li>
<li>The bedside tables are pitifully small with a teeny lamp
affixed to the center of it. I can’t set up my bi-pap machine on it. There’s
barely enough space for my glasses. Fortunately, the sofa is close enough to my
side of the bed to serve double duty at night. However, if the DH needed a
c-pap too, we’d be in a pickle.</li>
<li>The bathroom doesn’t have an enclosed medicine cabinet, just
open shelving with short rails to supposedly hold things in during rough seas.
It would have been good if I’d brought a small storage container or two to fit
into those spaces.</li>
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But that said, there seems to be enough room for us and our
stuff. All our clothing fits well in the three closets (two for hanging clothes
and one with shelves), five drawers and multiple wall cabinets, both enclosed
and open. There’s a fridge in the cabin and we saw a number of enterprising
passengers bringing on their own soft drinks and liquor. This is not something
that’s generally allowed on the other cruise lines we’ve traveled with, but
evidently it’s ok with Carnival.</div>
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We’ve discovered that even with all the packing and
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As we were driving down, just a few miles south of Memphis,
the DH smacked his forehead, a la “I-could’ve-had-a-V8!” and announced that
he’d forgotten to put in his suit jackets. He’d intended to leave them on the
hangers, swinging on the bar in the back of our van, until we got to NOLA where
he’d transfer them to his suitcase. He didn’t want them to wrinkle. Since
they’re still hanging on our bedroom door back home, I think they’re safe.</div>
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I’m sadder about the fact that we forgot our binoculars. We
could also use a tote. We’ll need something for odds and ends when we go
ashore. I really expected Carnival to supply us with one, so I left my Holland
America bag at home. I’ll bring it next time. </div>
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What would you want on a cruise ship to make your home away
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day. So we went to the culinary show and were treated to some great recipes and
techniques. As you know, I like to share recipes on my regular blog and in my
author newsletter, so I'll definitely be passing these treats along. </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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call it cappuccino. There’s not a smidge of coffee in it. The dish is an
appetizer/soup.)<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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you asking? I guess it’s so your soup won’t have a bunch of little black flecks
in it. Also, white pepper has just a hint of “lemon-iness” to it. )</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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with salt and pepper. When mushrooms are cooked, blend in a blender and sieve
through a chinoise <i>(I’m sure a number of
you know what this means, but it’s another thing I’ll have to Google when I get
home. The chef was terrific, but he zipped through each dish and didn’t show
how to do everything.)</i> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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four course meal—Baby Leaf Spinach & Fresh Mushrooms, Broiled Supreme of
Chicken, and—drumroll, please!—Tiramisu! Be sure to sign up for my author <a href="https://lexieddings.blogspot.com/p/mainpage.html">newsletter, The Coldwater Warm HeartsClub</a>, so you’ll be notified when they’re up!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-31261452164157231832017-01-09T06:00:00.000-08:002017-01-09T06:00:15.585-08:00Carnival Dream ItineraryInternet service is notoriously dicey while at sea, so I'm posting our itinerary as a sort of place holder. I'll be blogging every day. It's my way of remembering my travels, but my musings may not post until I get a good connection. Thanks in advance for your patience.
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<tr class="tr_content" style="background-color: whitesmoke;"><td nowrap="" style="padding: 5px;">Sunday, January 8</td><td style="padding: 5px;"><a href="http://www.vacationstogo.com/cruiseports/viewport.cfm?port=160" style="color: mediumblue; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">New Orleans, LA</a></td><td style="padding: 5px; text-align: right;"></td><td style="padding: 5px; text-align: right;">4:00pm</td></tr>
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<tr class="tr_content"><td nowrap="" style="padding: 5px;">Monday, January 9</td><td style="padding: 5px;">At Sea</td><td style="padding: 5px; text-align: right;"></td><td style="padding: 5px; text-align: right;"></td></tr>
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<tr class="tr_content"><td nowrap="" style="padding: 5px;">Wednesday, January 11</td><td style="padding: 5px;"><a href="http://www.vacationstogo.com/cruiseports/viewport.cfm?port=27" style="color: mediumblue; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Belize City, Belize</a></td><td style="padding: 5px; text-align: right;">8:00am</td><td style="padding: 5px; text-align: right;">5:00pm</td></tr>
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<tr class="tr_content"><td nowrap="" style="padding: 5px;">Sunday, January 15</td><td style="padding: 5px;"><a href="http://www.vacationstogo.com/cruiseports/viewport.cfm?port=160" style="color: mediumblue; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">New Orleans, LA</a></td><td style="padding: 5px; text-align: right;">8:00am</td></tr>
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Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-24194044640905338542017-01-08T06:01:00.000-08:002017-01-08T06:01:06.659-08:00NOLA or Bust!<span style="font-size: small;">On Saturday morning I laid awake in the darkness, just waiting for the alarm to ring. When it finally did, after a quick breakfast and last minute packing, we loaded up the van and pointed out noses south.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Sort of…</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">There’s no direct way to get to New Orleans from our home in the Missouri Ozarks, so we drove in a southeastern diagonal, cutting across Arkansas on highway 63. The sky was just beginning to lighten by the time we reached Mammoth Springs. Ethereal, huh?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">In a few more minutes, the sun made its glorious appearance. Everyone always raves over sunsets. I really love seeing it rise. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">We drove on, slipping through a teeny corner of Tennessee, then from Memphis south into Mississippi on I-55. All went well until we hit Jackson where an accident had both sides of the interstate at a standstill. We took the opportunity to slip off the interstate and grab a quick lunch at a fast food place at the bottom of the ramp. Unfortunately, when we came out ready to go on, the snarl on I-55 hadn’t moved a jot. The same eighteen-wheeler was still sitting on the overpass where it had been when we left the line. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">So while the DH filled up our gas tank, I went into the station and said to the other customers waiting in line to pay for their chips & drinks, “We’re trying to get to New Orleans. Does anyone know how far south this traffic jam goes?”</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">A couple of people in line were really helpful. One had come from the south and knew where she’d hopped off to drive through town to avoid it. Another gave us excellent directions for making a detour through the capital city to skirt the traffic stoppage. I snagged this photo of the capital building as we breezed by.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">No more problems all the way to NOLA. Now the DH & I have both been in all 50 states! Yeah, I know it’s not the greatest pic, but we were moving fairly fast.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">As we neared New Orleans, I realized we were not driving on a normal highway. It was elevated on pylons over a swamp. (Should I say wetlands?) Anyway, it was an amazing feat of engineering that went on for miles and miles. </span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhed-0NKlQZNAkLAAxxwsaNEgbfqIvyKLo7-glemPQGy-V-CWXspGu1dd_WuQqW39C5moHLB7XonOhioSffsDEIoS9KhMXWtlRlhl7hQwQsL9Q2-Ux5pU-iC7gWvCYQwblvjHENrfuAPSVH/s1600-h/Pylons%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img alt="Pylons" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1hxtYM3luA_UJFBJAMo0zYaS_dP23NeFEs7TPEhzxIynzk7OiLbL24-CYWhyphenhyphenTfyRP5a9VzvuI1JdCwcsIFdYO3O6W-nCOvPA-w8PcU1darNQZacUG1mC0GaXns3GyTPs2Pxm61H06qkfQ/?imgmax=800" style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Pylons" width="640" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">We reached our hotel before the sun set and now we’re just waiting until it’s time to head for the pier tomorrow morning.We’re scheduled for an 11:00AM embarkation!</span> <span style="font-size: small;">I’ll leave you with one last pic from our day’s journey.</span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2SZnQjyzbAq2w4lrEJ4O3YtpW38xrpeWn1U_ZyGyuHepPfg_EO2ryTjTIXnPyl39jFK05BIlSTeVyF8Ajzt_FAV3YMVKW93j6tWvziHfre3ELhxPBxOsklQqYQYFlKAP3UtSsqSZp74js/s1600-h/Lake%252520Ponchatraine%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img align="left" alt="Lake Ponchatraine" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWaIYURgCSxHXrZvo-xMl_x8099bvKP9MGP79CmpcRno7msXutORjO4EYBtFpV4RVPSGJrGfPTL_3sVWWZMrQqVFVVtJo6fGH8VbMZWph3UdwN1hLYG_lIHlAab_p1_BE0pnSrtnc0J2yI/?imgmax=800" style="display: inline; float: left;" title="Lake Ponchatraine" width="640" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"></span>Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-55209730241724490902017-01-06T13:16:00.001-08:002017-01-06T13:17:41.129-08:00Why I TravelWhen I was a kid, my family used to vacation at my grandparents' cabin in northern Minnesota. Every year we made the same journey, caught the same bass and crappies, and fought off the same mosquitoes. It was fun, but it was sort of like being at home except we could hear loons calling and see bears at the dump. Still, it was all I knew about being adventurous.<br />
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But then one year, my father bought a camper and we took to the open road. He made me his navigator (even after I steered him over the Big Horn Mountains when it was still a gravel road!) For many summers, we camped all over the western United States.<br />
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I loved it. Moreover, I loved how I felt when I was out of my element, when I was seeing something besides midwestern cornfields, when I was meeting new people around our campfire. I learned that folks in other places spoke and thought differently than we did and that was ok. Camping created a hunger in me for more experiences, more unexpected vistas, more understanding the greater world. <br />
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When I was a senior in high school, I was invited to join a national choir that sang at Carnegie Hall in NYC & the Kennedy Center in Washington. One of the pieces we did was based on Walt Whitman's<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 1rem; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; text-indent: -1em;">Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,</span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 1rem; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; text-indent: -1em;"> </span></div>
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Healthy, free, the world before me, </div>
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The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose. </div>
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All seems beautiful to me.</div>
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Camerado, I give you my hand! </div>
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I give you my love more precious than money, </div>
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I give you myself before preaching or law; </div>
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Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me? </div>
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Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?</div>
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The text spoke to me and I vowed then to make travel part of my life plans. I craved the adventure, the sense of expansiveness, of getting out of myself and exploring this wide, gorgeous world.<br />
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Good thing I married a guy who eventually went into travel technology and worked for multiple airlines, finishing his career with Google! Thanks to his flight benefits, our kids had passports from the time they were 8 & 6. We took trips we'd never have been able to afford otherwise, both foreign and domestic. Here at home, I've been blessed to visit 49 of our 50 states.<br />
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Louisiana is the last, so this cruise begins by crossing off that milestone for me. <br />
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Our bags are packed and we'll leave at oh:dark-thirty tomorrow morning, heading south! Can't wait to see what other things this trip has in store! </div>
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Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293528833083708197.post-44002546349766368302016-12-24T11:57:00.001-08:002016-12-27T08:13:50.301-08:00This is us…<span style="font-size: large;">Merry Christmas to me! On January 8th, my DH & I are heading out for a 7 day cruise out of New Orleans on the Carnival Dream. We’ll make stops in Cozumel, Belize & Roatan (an island off Honduras). We love cruising. This trip will bring our days afloat to 110! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">There’s just one teensy, weensy problem.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This is us…<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1M40es2CpS86AuIgSyn-7Fx_UbJmS5yZXbCch51ppcpQGb6m_s_6RnvZthQXrA6J_2UCtXgPJBeg_jdgqZ8hsjEX_7tJWEdq6U_Mcw2o2gKCIdkdAo9FDCrLHenUVuHv5ClRkyYJ31AL2/s1600-h/IMG_20160501_102505%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img alt="IMG_20160501_102505" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJas9kbVgIOXkSpZHW3UgLFdQSdLjKPm8P9O-YAofgVRnCTiaWeBbcud62UmRh-JopWu9U_y3h8ltCOA5kIAhekGWtwNdvcR3x4b_usSBmZb2CrydPkFMunyw5oNXa5byDZcVlzUvclku-/?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="IMG_20160501_102505" width="489" /></a></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">My DH retired (a little early) in January 2015 and that’s me with the supplemental O2 cannula elegantly draped from behind my ears and down my chest. We’re all about having adventures, but we’re not exactly party people. We'd be voted least likely to wind up with a lampshade on our heads.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We usually cruise with lines that cater to older clientele (75 of our 103 sea days are with Holland America.) We’ve had lovely times dining with nonegenarians, partly because they have fascinating stories to tell and partly because it makes us feel like the young guns.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The demographics on Carnival ships is <em>much</em> younger. For this cruise, WE are in serious danger of being the old farts at the table!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So to combat the case of “old-itis” I feel coming on, I’ve compiled a bucket list of things to do on this cruise that will shock me out of the feeling that I’m over the hill. Here goes:</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhjn22sObB96GXqnSvI5K5jUhrWK2pedCCps1F467mEwFpz9r0ZtwbYrHjBJV8JnbzO5wdMVsuptDxj1owv08zgkF78vNnxJmo0GoCK_QrutACI2pFxc68594CA3U4lgnI-nT1CLE1GALH/s1600-h/CarnivalDream-slide%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img align="right" alt="CarnivalDream-slide" border="0" height="165" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8rPWvdAmoD3rebR8eGH3tHADIEZCvR8JyiNSiDJkQQ5mwocd5VhFbB5wrD3Ek9YdioF6XsmsGMlfoFPktz_FFpjyRS87ZBc0k2Lc1oIQMwsClIyLNfU1aXrhGymgKLn6r9H1s-wMbziFE/?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; float: right; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="CarnivalDream-slide" width="244" /></a><strong>Slide down the big water slides! </strong><strong> </strong>This is going to be a bigger deal for me than it may seem. You see, I have a lung condition that means I require supplemental O2 when I’m active (read: doing anything but the imitation of a rock.) My POC (portable oxygen concentrator) doesn’t like to get wet. It will short out. Soooo, I’ll either have to climb the stairs to the top with all the speed of a three-toed sloth without my POC, or my Dear Husband will have to carry it up for me & then carry it back down to meet me when I reach the bottom. Either way, I intend to do it at least once. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Dance at the disco.</strong> Years ago, the DH & I took ballroom dancing lessons. It was great fun. The DH loved it because the man is always in charge on the dance floor. Now, doing an underarm turn means we get hopelessly tangled up with my cannula, but I can still bust a move if I dance pretty much in one place. It’s worth a try.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Sing karioke. </strong>I’m a classically trained soprano. I sing all the time, but the idea of doing it to canned accompaniment without any rehearsal makes my heart flutter a bit. </span></li>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Anyway, even with our challenges, I’m sure we’ll enjoy this cruise as much as any of the others we’ve taken. After all, when the deck is swaying beneath my feet, I know I’m on vacation. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">And when you’re on vacation, you should never sweat the small stuff. In the grand scheme of things, being an old fart is exceedingly small. </span>Lexi Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07902276093123141423noreply@blogger.com1