I’m almost Disney done. REALLY.
Here are some hot pics; the kind of hot I’ve been hyping on, when the common northeasterner visits the Bahamas in 100-plus temps:
Daddy marching bravely head-on into blazing heat.
Daddy is a tangled mess of sunhat ties, a Disney lanyard, and eyeglass cords – he’d bought the cords, sure his glasses would blow off on the ship.
I’d assured him a cruise ship must be too huge to feel real winds; he wasn’t assured and we made a bet: if his glasses didn’t blow off, he had to buy me a nice present.
If they did, I’d have to rub suntan lotion on him ONCE (He loves when I give him those lotion rubbies, but it was enough that I had to rub the boys ten times daily and it gets old).
He claimed his glasses did actually blow off, on the very top 10th deck, and without the cords they’d be out to sea!
I countered with we’d never broken the bet down into actual decks.
So we compromised. Rather, I guess just dropped the bet. And stuck the boys in the kiddy center for an evening, and treated ourselves to the “adult only” restaurant where they serve “authentic fresh Italian,” but as my husband said, “Where did they get the authentic pasta from, the Bahamas?”
Kenny soaked himself, then covered himself with wet towels.
Waiting on a hot line for the notorious Space Mountain ride; Kenny is as anxious as he looks hot; we should have paid closer attention to that look.
Ryan, hot but happy, throughout the trip seemed least phased by the heat. He was also the only one who found this hair-raising ride ”cool.”
FAVE FUNKY PHOTOS:
Docked, peering down at Disney crew guys cleaning windows.
I love the colorful!
Love the play of light, and us in the dark.
Fueling ship. Kenny’s Spiderman band.
One heck a wake from the back of the ship.
Our last evening.
Back in NYC. Docked. Waiting for our car service home, and looking out at bit muckier waters at these raft things. But see the birds?
Lastly (Really!) FAVE MOMENTS:
Disembarking from NYC. About to sail out under the Verrazano Bridge. How often do you get to see the rusted underside of one of the biggest expansion bridges in the world?
At a animal-towel-folding lesson: Daddy baffled by the towel diagrams. Later, determined to learn how to fold at least an elephant.
Coming back to the nightly towel animal – this one, a Ninja Monkey adorned in Kenny’s sunglasses and the black pirate thing he didn’t know how to wear.
My nightly martini. The boys would fight over the olive swords. Ok, so I’m not the best example. So be it. I was on vacation.
Lounging on quiet deck 4, where most passengers couldn’t take the scent of crew members shellacking the lifejacket boxes. For me, it was wafted out to sea, and I was left to listen to the ocean. (And where I saw my dolphin!)
Morning coffee in the air-conditioned internet cafe!
The boys hanging out in portal windows.
A treasure hunt! For your bags!
If you missed any cruise activities like Bingo, Mario Kart Challenge or making Masquerade masks, there was this one last Disney treat!
You think you’ll find all four of your bags together…nope. One bag will be in that first row, another in the second, and the last two who knows where, as you stumble over everyone else in the hunt, so that bags are fallen and piled on top of each other! It was fun!
But we came away with this, my most favorite pic and one that will go on the wall. Us on formal night! As formal as I’ll be in a long time (if only Dad had ditched the eye cords):