En route to Belize
Trip Start Apr 03, 2004
4Trip End Apr 10, 2004
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At the moment I'm enjoying the very stereotype of what one imagines when thinking of a cruise in the Caribbean. I'm up on the top deck of the ship with loads of sunbathers, donning a swimsuit and gauzy beach shirt, soaking in the sun with a cool breeze through my hair, sipping on the ship's "drink of the day" - something involving Blue Curacao - complete with orange slice, cherry and little umbrella. My hair is windswept, my nose is freckly, my shoulders a tiny bit burned, I smell like salt and sunblock, and my belly is full from the ever-present all-you-can-eat buffet (which I'm pleased to report is just now beginning to lose its novelty.)
The women are everywhere - the people watching is unbeatable
Today I've been enjoying being on my own. We're at sea today, on our way to Belize where we'll be at port early tomorrow morning in Belize City. So I've just spent a lazy day ignoring the two-page schedule of activities they put together for us and have enjoyed downloading music and making vacation mixes for the mp3 player, napping often and staying quiet, contemplative and in awe of being surrounded by water as far as the eye can see.
The past couple days have been more exciting. Of particular note was my (if I may be so bold as to say) downright heroic bravery yesterday on my very first snorkeling expedition. Now for one who is consumed (even on land) by an overwhelming, albeit illogical, fear of sharks, this was something of a feat. I realize for one who does not share this fear, the "adventure" would certainly have been pretty benign, but my chest is puffed up nonetheless. We (about 40 women and I) hopped on a large Catamaran in Key West and sailed south for about an hour to a spot along the 3rd longest reef in the world
I could have stayed much longer had the water temperature been a few degrees higher and the mask less pinchy. I found a school of yellow snapper to be particularly gracious hosts, and a larger silver and blue fish became my personal tour guide. I was a little disappointed to not see any sea turtles as we'd heard the morning group had seen in abundance, but was otherwise awestruck and completely moved - a highly content, quiet witness to their world. The experience won't be soon forgotten - and I'm almost tempted to look for another opportunity tomorrow (at the 2nd longest reef in the world) off the coast of Belize
Not to be outdone by our little excursion, the Key West cruise plans had us in the intimate little on-board theater shortly after reboarding the ship where we saw an hour and a half of the Indigo Girls from the front row. Now I've seen these ladies in concert dozens of times in the past 10 years, but to sit there in such a relaxed atmosphere, surrounded by an audience full of appreciative women and sitting less than 8 feet from them was quite a treat. I soaked the whole thing in feeling mooky and blessed.
What else... Oh I should mention that Rachael and I met a woman who stayed at our B&B in Ft
For instance, our first night on board we participated in a raucous evening of karaoke that went late into the night. Turns out we have a host of talent aboard the ship - who knew? Tuaca sings in a country band in LA, so she led the group in a lovely rendition of the Dixie Chick's "Earl's Gotta Die". Toofer (our official nickname for her now, to which she cringes), sang a host of additional songs through the evening, into which she managed to insert her room number each time
Last night then was the first round of karaoke "Olivia Idol". I was exhausted and went to bed early so I missed the whole thing, but apparently Rachael brought down the house with her version of "Get Here if You Can" and Toofer with a back-by-popular-demand rendition of "Earl". They of course both made it to the next round tonight where we'll see if either of their on-stage personalities will be tolerable enough to hang out with.
Tonight is "formal night", so I had best be off to get myself all gussied up and attempt to guide my hair through a lesson in handling humidity.
More after Belize!