Travel Tuesday

I guess it's no big surprise that I didn't have internet on the cruise. Or, I should say it was so sporadic that it was so frustrating, I just gave up.

So, here are a few photos from the trip. We had a great time.

Starting our trip with a pina colada on the deck.

I brought this Kate Spade purse that Sandy was getting rid of. It worked perfectly as my beach bag: towel, sun hat, sunscreen, epi pens, phone, iPad, kindle, magazine, sunglasses and room key! 

It all fit nicely. 

A couple pictures of us at our evening happy hours.

I love this picture, but the lighting was kind of funky--overlooking the ocean and sunset.

We took a submarine ride in Cozumel. It was awesome! We saw so many colorful, varieties of fish. We even saw a sea turtle. None of the pictures turned out.

My favorite bar tender. He indulged my passion for Bellinis and introduced me to chocolate martinis! We gave him an extra tip at the end of the cruise. Many of the "guys" amazed us by having our room number memorized along with our names! I don't know how they could possibly do that with so many people. 

My baby brother, Matt and I.

Our ship--the Celebrity Equinox in the background.

Sharon and Matt in the submarine.

Butch made friends with the local authorities in Georgetown, Grand Caymen. 

Two flattering things happened to me on the cruise. The first one was when I was waiting at the bar to order a drink. A guy said, “The pretty lady should go first!” Now, I cannot recall the last time someone called me “pretty.” It was quite flattering at 70 years old, even if:

1. The guy was “old” (although he might have been younger than me)
2. He could be a “player” and says that kind of stuff all the time, or
3. He needed to have his eyesight checked.

So given all of those caveats, it could very well have been a fluke. Until—the next day when I was minding my own business and reading in the Sky Lounge. A woman walked up and sat down in the chair next to me—even though I was the only one there. She could easily have chosen some other place. I couldn’t believe she sat right next to me! She made some comment about the yucky day. I agreed, but didn’t really engage. I was in the middle of a good book and just wanted to enjoy the peace and quiet. On a cruise ship with 3000 people, peace and quiet is pretty hard to come by.

After a few minutes, she got up, wished me a good day and started to walk away. Then she turned around and came back. She said, “If you don’t mind me asking, are you cruising alone?” I replied, “No, I’m with my husband. He’s just out and about.” She said, “okay” and then left. 

It took me a second but then I thought, “Wait! Did I just get hit on? By a woman?” I don’t think that’s ever happened to me before. It was quite flattering at 70 years old, even if:

1. The gal was on the cruise as part of the other LGBTQ—and/or whatever combination of letters there are.
2. She was part of the “singles” group that was on board.
3. She needed to have her eyesight checked.

Still, I was flattered. I like compliments. I’m not offended by them. At.All. I mostly just think people are being nice. 

Feeling pretty good about myself, I went back to our cabin and put on some make-up! Heck, I’ll do anything to keep the compliments coming!