HI. i wish i had more time to elaborate about my vacation, but my eyelashes are fluttering and soon i will be sound asleep with a computer sprawled across my lap. so, i'll shorten everything. day 1 was saturday (the 12th?) in which we boarded our ship 'explorer of the seas' in cape liberty/bayonne, NJ. that area didn't smell very nice. departed underneath the verrazano bridge at around 6 pm, the view was beautiful and i got some photos of underneath and the side of the bridge when we passed under it. i don't really remember what i specifically did on any of the nights, but i know that it mostly consisted of a lot of walking, a lot of going up and down the stairs, a lot of awkward conversation with fellow smokers on the 4th deck (i preferred my private balcony for that reason), a lot of food and i mean a lot of fucking food, shopping, sleeping late, room service, pool/laying out, karaoke, the gym, casino, random little shows and watching people dance at a club because it's funny and usually provides a good time, and other little odds and ends. they make it really impossible for you to drink on a cruise if you're not 21. we were supposed to have two full days in bermuda, but that quickly backfired when hurricane bertha threatened our seas (gaaahddamit). so we were told the cruise MAY possibly re-route to nova scotia, in which case we would have to pack a completely different wardrobe, which i refused to do because i firmly believed that i would not be let down like that and this isn't really happening. so, our captain decided that we would closely follow hurricane bertha's track, and stay 90-150 miles away from it at all times. even though it was going to be a direct hit on bermuda at the time we were supposd to be getting in. so, the swells were 5 ft and already people were getting nervous, i personally said my good-byes before falling asleep that night (half joking at the time, but wondering if i might actually die), the ship was very rocky and people got sick, someone must've eaten pink stuff all day and then thrown it up in our hallway.. that looked gross. the swells were going to go up to 15-20 ft that night, but invincible little me quickly assumed that the big bad 70 mph winds wouldn't affect our 200 ft tall ship that weighs like 200,000 tons carrying 4000+ people. i feel safe in numbers. anyway, when i woke up the atlantic had merged with the sargasso sea. aside from the fact that the water was calm and light blue and really beautiful, i was not comforted in the fact that this sea is also known as the "graveyard of ships." this is due to the large amount of floating seaweed and seaweed lurking underwater, where ship engines get tangled and are never freed and disappear to wherever else all the 50 ships and 20 aircrafts have gone to. doesn't even matter if there's no wind or it's totally calm, there can be freak waves and other freak like occurrences that don't make sense to us humans, buuuut what can ya do. i still feel safe in numbers. and we've got more than 4000. thankfully we make it to bermuda. when we pulled into the dockyard the island looked nice, but the gray buildings on it did not. they would have looked fine in london or maybe scotland or paris or any other city in europe, but they were really out of place sitting on top of a shore.
i forgot they drove on the other side of the road, as did most of the american pedestrian tourists who looked each way 14 times before considering stepping a foot onto that road. took a ferry to hamilton, the capital, and shopped, didn't find anything, what a surprise! then had lunch atop a building, watching all the cars zoom by on narrow busy roads, making illegal lefts (or maybe then they were rights? i don't know, defnitely illegal though), and not stopping at stop signs. i was happy to be sitting on a higher level than all the crazy traffic and people crossing the streets and bustle of the area. had a legal drink, that was delicious but not worth the calories. after we got onto a bus to horseshoe bay. it was a really beautiful place but the 'red sand' was light pink at best. the black sandy beaches in hawaii beat this shit by 1000 percent. plus the beach was supposed to be empty because of the hurricane on the previous day, but that just made everyone want to swim more because they missed a day. so what the fuck, no one cares about some dumb rip currents, right? water is my favorite element and i like to be a little fish and swim so much, but i couldn't since my tattoo was still healing and can't have any sun or water. what a dumb time for me to decide to plaster a little flower onto my hip. after i sucked down an energy drink that i found in a local grocery store, we retreated to the boat. stopped in a little store on the way back where i bought 2 little knit hats, one green, one purple. i can't wait to put them on in winter! i don't know what else i did on this cruise. i think that's good enough.
know what's so funny? to fly from NY to bermuda takes 1 hr 50 m. to cruise there took us 2 1/2 days.
i'm wearing men's boxers to bed and they're SO so comfortable.