Tuesday, February 18, 2014

What I loved about the cruise. . .

 I loved the elegance of the ship with its beautiful art like the mural in the dining room above and the stage curtain below.



 



 I love this new port in Jamaica---Falmouth.  It was warm, sunny and I definitely feel more safe here than in other parts of Jamaica (Click here for our last trip here)


 I loved sitting in the sun and watching things like the life boat drills or the thrill of going up and down the Mississippi (Click here).  It was such a nice sized ship with so much going on right outside our door---concerts, aerial acts, cooking demonstrations and dance classes

 I loved our over-sized handicapped accessible room and balcony






















But what made this a very special trip were the people we met and shared meals with.  Mike (originally from CT) and Fay (originally from MO) felt like family by the end of the trip (or maybe it was that CT and MO combo!)

 Then our breakfasts and lunches were often with two other wonderful couples.  Marilee and Bill from Iowa who had been English as Second Language teachers and Pat and Allen from England.  We genuinely had a great time with all of our new acquaintances.  Each of us had one spouse in a wheel chair.  Dave said he felt like a real slacker when we heard of the travels and adventures they had been on.



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Between Two Worlds

Most of my life, I've considered it fortunate that I was just ahead of the Baby-boom. Generally, the Baby-boomers were born between 1946 and 1964 after the fathers returned from World War II. It was a huge population explosion that has reverberated through American society.

This blog will be part history, part memories, part reflections of a retired teacher, but active "Senior". I have always felt like I straddled two generations forming a bridge. Sometimes I think like a baby-boomer, but sometimes I'm locked into my parents' Depression era thinking. I'm a dichotomy of two eras. But, I'm always ready to try something new---so here I am dipping my toes in the water of Blogworld.