Okay, I said I wasn’t going to write about Len’s hip replacement anymore, and I’m not. But, as a result of our wretched winter, I believe I see a Caribbean Cruise in the very near future for one deserving woman over 50.
I’ve never been on a cruise, and honestly, as someone who prided herself in being adventurous, I poo pooed them. Len, too, felt cruises were rather beneath him. We both cringed at the idea of being stuck at sea with thousands of strangers trying hard to vacation on an ocean liner. How appealing could that be, I asked. Well, now that I’ve had the life force sucked out of me, I’m thinking about being stuck at sea with a boatload of strangers basking in the sun with Margaritas, lobster salad, spa treatments, yoga classes, trashy magazines, and no email, facebook or cell phones unless I want them. Even Len is thinking cruise.
Admittedly, watching too much daytime T.V. (while taking care of Len) made me very susceptible to compelling commercials about Carnival Cruises to the Caribbean. In a flash, I saw myself sliding down a giant water slide on the ship’s pool, and laughing all the way.
The seed of desire was planted, and for the past few days I’ve been searching the internet for affordable cruises. And guess what? There are so many to choose from. The one that is calling me leaves from Miami, and then sails to Belize, Honduras, and Mexico. I’m certain Len will be ready by May, and as for me, I was ready yesterday.
P.S. Do you think I could bring Gus? He could use a vacation, too and he loves to swim.