#RockinOnTheHighSeas – This year’s cruise was to the Bahamas and Key West, Florida. The family came along; also my friend Pam. It had rained a lot in Texas and we saw people kayaking down the flooded streets in Galveston before we departed. So it wasn’t much of a surprise when the Captain announced a hurricane was brewing off the coast of Florida. We would have to go around it, which meant another full day at sea. Fine with me; I decided to do as my friend Dulcey suggested; drink and dance!
Also, eat. Dinner was delightful, as it always is on a cruise ship. We loved our waiters, José from India and Denmarc from the Philippines. They were as entertaining as their names. And, the dancing began:
We felt the rough sea, but it didn’t bother any of us. Most of us went to the show in the main theater, but Pam headed straight for the casino. After the show I joined her for a while, but got bored pretty quickly. Don’t know what possessed me, but with my drink in hand, I walked up beside the guy singing with the band outside the casino. He was a cutie, so I gave him a little hip bump. He smiled and raised his eyebrows, then extended his hand to dance. It was one of my smoothest moves EVER! He sang “My Guy” into his hand-held microphone and took my free hand in his other one. We danced! My drink sloshed out of the glass as he twirled me around; no one cared. My family was greatly amused. My son Casey recorded it with his phone, but no, sweet friends, you will not be seeing that.
I spotted a candy shop on the Promenade deck; Cherry on Top. It was bright and cheerful with lots of retro candy and some chocolates. The store clerk, Loyd, was just wonderful and showed us some chocolate mice made from maraschino cherries with the stem attached. We had one and they were great, but we weren’t sure what to do with the tails. Loyd took them from us. Then I bought a box of salted caramels and a box of truffles. They were distributed by Nassau Candy Company. When something is ‘distributed by,’ you never know who actually made it. Kelly was the first to recognize the truffles as those of a large manufacturer in the U.S. that I, myself, have patronized. We knew they’d be good, but were disappointed when we opened the box to find they must have been on the shelf for a year. The caramels were sprinkled with lovely, Himalayan pink salt, and seemed a bit fresher than the truffles. They were nice, but not in the category of artisan or gourmet.
When we got to our cabin, I was still smiling about my dance so I posted on Facebook that the ship wasn’t the only thing rockin’ that night (attention Dulcey Branch). I had danced and drank. Pam and I called it a day and were soon tossed like a pair of dice in our twin beds. But we thought it was funny. I called to say ahoy and good night to the family in their separate cabins and was then rocked to sleep.
Tomorrow we will make landfall at Nassau, Bahamas.