Friday

Home - Come hell or high water - or in my case, both!

We woke up Friday morning to some "moderate" waves. After breakfast, we went to the pool to enjoy the waves in the pool, which were quite strong. We got tossed around a bit (but our faces were freezing!) so after about 15 minutes we got out and soaked in the jacuzzi for a few minutes. (Good timing - after we got out they kicked everybody out and closed the pool due to the rough waves.

At 1:00, we went on a backstage tour of the theater to see the dressing room and the way the sets came up and down on the stage. However, the waves were so high so they had to modify she tour again.

By this time, I wasn't feeling very well. We sat up on deck where I was in the air. I sipped some sprite while Grant went up front to watch the waves. Did I mention that by now the waves were considered rough - 12 - 15 feet. The front of the boat kept rising over the top of a wave and crashing down, sending huge waves up sometimes 14 stories tall! People were puking all over the ship and even I was feeling ill.

We decided to head back to the cabin to start packing. However, back in the cabin, you could really feel the waves and I started feeling really ill, so I took a nap.

We ate dinner as Sabitini's which is one of the alternative dining venues. OH MY GOD, talk about a ton of food. I probably would have enjoyed it more if I was feeling better, but it was wonderful We had a ton of little appetizers (like, 15?) before our soup, and then a pasta course, and the main course. Grant had tuna and I had lobster, but I was so full I could barely finish it. Then for dessert, I had flan and Grant had tiramisu. I knew at this point that I should have waited a bit before standing, but I didn't. I got just out of the resteraunt and knew that if I didn't sit down soon I was going to throw up that entire gourmet dinner.

Luckily, I was ok. I sat down out on the promenade deck and let the fresh air do its work.

After a while I felt better, so we went in to watch the farewell show (comedy.) It was good but quite frankly I just wanted the ship to stop moving. Back in our cabin (which, did I mention, was in the front of the ship, so everytime, the bow took a dive off of one of those 15 foot waves, the water would rush up and cover our window under water? Yeah...) All I could really do was lay down. I have NEVER been sea sick before. Yuck.

So Grant did almost all of the packing (I did try to help, but I couldn't really. Even as I sit here today (Saturday - at home) and type this, I feel like my head is swooping.

On Saturday, departure was behind schedule and there was a long line for customs, but we got done at 11:00. All in all, it was a wonderful week with Grant. However, next time, I am going to bring that bonine stuff... just in case. (o: