So after putting my suit case together all sunday night, sleeping for 4 hours, I arrived safely at the airport. First I stood in the NWA line, until I realized that the Delta self-check-in terminals were all available (that and I was getting on a Delta flight).
So, stupidity aside... I slip in my credit card, and begin tapping away on the computer screen. Ok, let's see... by destination... Mobile. Nope. Fine. So I do it by flight number. Nope, "Reservation cannot be found." Ok, I give up. The attendant says it didn't work because I wasn't "smiling".
Now on the plane... now in Atlanta... now in Mobile. Yep, there's my brother.
We got to the pier... and stood in line for about two hours. Carnival has got to be the worst! Once we reached the front of the line - some old blind guy was directing people to the booking assistants. When the assistant was ready to take someone they would wave a card with their stations number on it. The old guy missed it so, so many times. Many, many customers were trying to help him... but in the end he turned a 30 minute line into a 2 hour one. I really wanted to punch him.
Once on the ship we met up with Maria (roll your rrrrr's <g>) and Sara (two cute young Puerto Rican sisters). I decided to get the party started with TWO "Cruise Special" drinks. Basically a regular sized glass filled with four shots of various liquors. Apparently 2 (~8 shots?) is TOO much for me. Since Maria and Sara eat at 8:00p at the 4 Seasons and we were scheduled for 8:30p at the 7 Seas, I went to the Maitre-D to have our dinner time changed. They said they would drop something in our room at ~3p tomorrow to let us know (apparently there was a waiting list). Before long the alcohol convinced me to join the ship's dancers (that and Maria and Sara were dancing). [I seem to recall doing the Electric Boogie - wow I was drunk.] When the alcohol finally kicked in full swing, I was sick... for the rest of the night - and even missed dinner. I tried eating some salad later that night, but just couldn't keep it down. Sadly I missed meeting up with Maria and Sara at the singles night dance at Reflections. [Though my brother and his friend dropped by the room with the girls 3 or 4 times WHILE I was in bed. I'm on the left below, my brother is on the right.]
posted @ Sunday, September 18, 2005 5:17 PM