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Well, I'm back.
Glad to be home, but not back to work. Kinda miss my home after being gone for awhile. I know it was only a week, but I like my house, my bed, my pillows, my toilet, and my PC. Especially missed my toilet, or I should say the space around my toilet.
I'm sure alot of you have seen those Japanese toilet setups where you actually squat over the toilet which puts your body in a more natural shitting position. Well, I kinda was doing something similar to that on the cruise. The toilet was very close to the tub and to sit in such a manner that my legs weren't squeezed together so that my butt cheeks could spread a little to avoid my turds coming out of my ass flattened like a sheet a paper, I had to improvise. Left leg and foot had plenty of room, but I took a shit with my right foot on the edge of the tub and my right knee up in the air. Wasn't uncomfortable so I didn't mind at all. Actually made taking a shit easier. Everything just kinda fell out. And no the falling out wasn't because of my visit to Jamaica with all those big black men.Having that right leg up in the air a bit really helped. Anywho, enough about my happy shits and clean butt crack.
For those that don't know, I went on a Caribbean Cruise all last week. Sunday to Sunday. Flew from Los Angeles Airport to Atlanta, Georgia and from the to Ft. Lauderdale last Saturday. And then Sunday morning got on the cruise ship. That Atlanta Airport is fricken nice. Very well designed and operated. Or at least from my experience. Between each big bank of terminals, they have a subway system to get you to the next section of terminals which was about 1/4 to a 1/2 mile I'd say apart from each other.
Anywho, landed in I think it was terminal A and had to get to terminal D for our connector flight to Ft. Lauderdale. Hop on the subway, zoom down the tunnel and my family and I step on out. Start walking away and I look back and watch my dad take a total spill with everyone on the subway car watching him and everyone else that stepped out with us. My dad was walking along some lady that had one of those little rolling carry on suit cases and she decided to pull it up closer to her self while my dad was walking along side her and she pulled it right under his feet. My dad stepped on the wheel and skipped and hopped around trying to catch his balance and finally fell to the ground. Tried not to laugh knowing he was embaressed. Was hard. Acted more like I didn't notice. He was okay luckily. Would of sucked to start the trip off with an injury.
So finally get on the boat and the first island we get to is Half Moon Cay. Island was kinda weak. Small, flat, kicked to shit from the hurricanes, and hot. Beach was nice. I went snorkling but after snorkling in Maui, Hawaii, the snorkling at this island failed in comparison.
The next island I believe was Jamaica. Place was a zoo and everybody was trying to sell me pot. And those that weren't trying to sell me pot, where getting pissed off I wouldn't come into their store and look at their souveniers. My girlfriend and I did an excursion where we swam with dolphins. When we read about it, they made it sound fricken awesome. Like one of those "Once in a lifetime experiences." Once in a lifetime for sure. Never doing that again. It was cool to touch the dolphins, but it was like going to SeaWorld and having flipper come up to the edge of the tank and you pat him on the head. We were in this man made lagoon with life jackets on and we were floating around and the trainer would tell us to put our hands out a certain way, and then he'd have the dolphin come rub up against our hands. Also had the dolphin come up and kiss us on the cheek. Everything they had us do was one couple at a time and we were always facing the dude on the rocks with the camera. It was basically one big photo opportunity. But when you get out of the water, they want to charge you $15 bucks for each picture you want to keep. We didn't buy any. Just left and went back to the boat, changed clothes, ate, then went back ashore and walked around the town a bit.
Third stop was Grand Cayman. This island experienced the worst hurricane damage of all the islands in the Caribbean supposedly. Only a 1/4 of the island even had electricity yet. Place was totally fucked up. Nothing really to see or do except for the excursion that I had setup luckily. Went out about 20 minutes off shore and there was a huge reef that has become covered with sand and is now a sandbar. Hop out of the boat, walk around on the sandbar which is only about 3-4 feet deep and shitloads of big sting rays swam all around us and on us. It was amazing. I loved every minute of it. These things were fricken huge. We fed a bunch of them and these things would just slide all over you and glide across your back if you were bent over under water. They had no fear at all of us. Kinda of scary sometimes when a bunch of them would swim over you. I kept trying to hold myself under the water and lay down on the sand so I can watch them from underneath as they swam over me. Took some pictures but haven't got them developed yet. I'm hoping they turned out pretty good.
Last island was Cozumel, Mexico which is on the Yucatan Peninsula. This was probably the best looking island out of everything we visited. We took a ferry over to the main land and took a tour at some Mayan Ruins which were pretty damn cool. Spent a couple hours there and then when we came back to the island, we walked around and checked out the shops a bit. Was getting late and a storm was coming in. But since we had some time left, before we got back on the ship we ate at a restaurant right there on the dock. It was called Poncho's Backyard. Nice restaurant. And I can honestly say I have never tasted better food. Not sure what the hell made it taste so damn good, but it was awesome. Got a quesadilla for an appetizer which is simple enough to make, but something about the tortillas and their cheese. I've never had such a good quesadilla before. And then I got a combination plate of a tamale, reyeno, and big piece of carne asada. Oh my god, if I wasn't full I would of ordered a second plate. I'm not one to really enjoy eating or thinking much about food, but this dinner was awesome. I don't think I will ever have a dinner as good as that one again.
Well, that was the last island, one day at sea, docked on Sunday, flew back home, went to sleep and now my ass is working the afternoon shift until we come up with some sort of new game plan because IronDog got transferred temporarily to a different project that is knee deep in shit. They've got a bit of catching up to do and need some swing shift supervision I guess. Gonna miss that big bastard if he doesn't come back to my jobsite.
Oh well.
One more quick thing, for those that post in the forums, you'll notice I added another mod this morning. Its called "Quick Reply". Nice little way of quickly replying to a post instead of going to a different page, waiting for it to load, and then being able to reply. I think everyone will like it. I know I do already.
Alright, gotta go check on the subs. Tootles. its good to be back on MTW.
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