Days are so short when you have nothing that you have to do. I go to sleep each night thinking, “tomorrow I will post some pictures and words about our trip,” and every morning I’m already off and running before I take the time to sit and write. It’s not like I’m not relaxing – I’m doing a lot of that too. But our days are curiously filled with activities as well. Three islands in three days has kept us moving for sure. But we’ve been busy on the ship too, following around our favorite musical acts: a female vocalist/guitarist with a voice like an angel, a string trio from Bellarus playing classical music that is absolutely divine, and a jazz trio that we’ve stayed up later than we should just to listen to.
“Later than we should.” Hah. What a couple of old people we are!
But it’s been lovely playing Scrabble and cribbage, taking afternoon (and evening!) naps, getting up late in the morning and raiding the buffet late at night. We’ve watched movies up on the pool deck and in our room, had breakfast on our balcony and watched the waves, got a little sunburned one day and a little buzzed another, and cuddled up every night next to each other, big spoon and little spoon, the balcony door open to the sound of the sea rolling beneath us.
And tomorrow is our last day/night on the ship. We get back into Florida Sunday AM and have one more night away, then head home Monday morning, back to real life. I am both ready and not. I am ready to see Viper – desperately so. I even had to resort to the “antidote” he sent with me if I was missing him – a paddle to whack myself with. Of course it wasn’t, “here, smack yourself a couple times,” oh noooo. It was “if you start, you have to hit your thighs TEN times, no less.” So okay, I did. And mmm I wanted more. LOL Adam has smacked me a few times here and there and it’s been both a tease and satisfying by turns. But yes, I’m ready to get back to my routine, one in which my time is my own again. I had to escape for an hour or so this afternoon to a quiet space by myself. Extreme couplehood and the crush of so many people all day in port had my nerves jangling. I just wanted some space in my own head. I shouldn’t be surprised, I suppose, that I need my alone time, even here. But for the most part, people places noise and interaction has been fun.
Here are some of the pics I’ve taken the past few days.
Sea Day & Jamaica
And okay that’s all I can manage tonight. One of our not-favorite musical performers is doing a steel pan rendition of “More Than a Woman” by the Bee Gees. It’s more than I can take, so we’re off to find someplace else to exist.