Sail Away

Please be singing Enya right now. Please.

first towel animal

first towel animal

When B got his 2017 vacation confirmed (he puts in for it in Oct for the next year) his parents mentioned doing a family trip since we had missed the last one. I struggled with that because we realized that it had been five years since we took a completely solo trip. It’s one of those military family things. We’ve always lived away from everyone so most of our vacations have been about seeing people. So I immediately put the plan into motion for us to go on a solo trip at the very start of 2017. It was exactly what we needed.

"husband puts up with instagramming wife"

“husband puts up with instagramming wife”

Carnival does a very nifty thing, that I’m not sure if is LA specific or if they do everywhere since this was our first cruise in five years, where you sign up for your boarding time. This was excellent for anxious traveler me. B was able to get home from his shift and sleep for a bit before we headed down. I find it excellent to live within easy driving distance of the port. It was a nice quiet start to the trip.


aforementioned instagramming wife

First thing we did after dropping our bags at our room, was head down to the Guy Fieri burger place to grab a quick lunch. We had Your Time dining, which meant we weren’t sure how late we would end up eating dinner. I honestly didn’t have much expectations for the burgers, but they were quite reminiscent of the ones from his restaurant in Vegas. And they were way better than the burgers I’ve had on other cruises. We ended up eating there every day. It was a terrible food choice but an excellent soul choice.

SoCal at night

SoCal at night

Not much happened on that first night. It was our first hint that the cruise was going to be on the cold side. But it was just so great to get away. We spent a lot of time sleeping, a lot of time reading, and we put in plenty of laps on the track on top of the ship. It really was exactly what we needed to start the year.


About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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