That’s what my wife said, sort of. Several months ago she informed me she and three other wives were booking a cruise, and did I want to go? Other husbands had agreed to accompany the wives.
My only other trip on a ship was in early spring, 1965, Oakland to the Republic of Korea, on a Navy troop ship. The trip was uneventful and rather enjoyable. I had no duties, other than keep my area clean (a canvas hammock) and shave every day, as any soldier should. The ship stopped in Pearl Harbor, Guam, Yokohama, Okinawa and then anchored off Inchon, where we soldiers boarded an LCI (Landing Craft Infantry) for the trip to shore. Pacific Ocean, warm weather, lie on deck – what’s not to like? The ship even had a library.
So, 51 (not far from 52) years later, civilian ship, Key West to somewhere in Honduras to somewhere in Guatemala to somewhere in Mexico and return to Tampa. Food was OK, for the most part. The weather was fine.
We got back this morning.
Overall thought, as written by Chuck Berry: I’m so glad I’m living in the USA.