On The Ship - Day One

Tonight a brief update, since our dinner hour is at 8:15 and the first night I stuff myself into a food coma, which gives me about 15 minutes until my eyelids give up and I pass out from the lemon meringue pie. Anyhoo, today is simply another Davidson Vacation Day.

We managed to get to the ship without mishap, unless you include the Sunpass in the car, which was binging three times in succession, which meant either our balance was low (it wasn’t, as evidenced by the online balance), it needed a new battery (which we replaced), or some other unknown reason (which is the most likely for our family). I won’t even try to explain why my family should need a Florida Sunpass for the toll rolls since said pass wouldn’t work in Tennessee, even if there were tolls roads. Let’s just say it’s something we have and leave it at that. Anyhow, after the second three-beep toll, Steve decided to relocate the Sunpass, and we only got one beep, the singular beep of choice, upon our next pass of the toll booth.

Soon we were at the port and somehow managed to park the car, unload our bags, check in, and eventually board the ship without incident. Once we were all onboard and had made shore excursions, dining reservations, and spa treatments, we basically were left to wander about on our own.

At some point, Molly, Maribeth, and I were sitting at a table and decided to partake in the “Drink of the Day.” It really didn’t matter what was in the drink (an opinion we would quickly change) – we knew three things – it had alcohol in it, it has some cutesy name, and it sure looked pretty. So when Brigitta went past, we signaled for her to bring one over. Yes, we may imbibe, but we are also cheap. We were going to share, which we did. I was downing the last sip and just happened to look underneath the glass at the bottom. This is where I saw a small green lump underneath the ice. Upon further inspection, we determined that the small green lump was a chewed piece of gum. We inspected some more and found the gum to be pretty much frozen solid, although that did little to assuage our feelings about drinking a drink a drink with somebody’s chewed gum in the bottom. We could not find Brigitta, so we summoned Consuela, Brigitta’s sister in service, and told her our story. She fished the offending gum out from the ice and asked us if we wanted to speak to someone about it. Because we are fairly simpletons, we asked for an extra drink, and she gave us two. I think we came out ahead …

Anyhoo again, one would think that would be the end of our Davidson Family Travel stories. But then one would be wrong. Tonight during our food fest at dinner, during the rousing rendition of “Ole, Ole – Hot, Hot, Hot” (like I know the title) led by our servers, Molly (who refused to get up and dance around the dining room) got pulled by our server around the room. In her chair. One would think that would teach Molly a lesson about participation. It probably didn’t, but Molly was going to get one last shot.

Tonight as she was getting into her Murphy bed, she pulled back the sheets to find an unused (we assume) panty liner – a thong one (because if you have to find a panty liner in your bed, wouldn’t you want it to be a thong liner? Yeah, me either).

And to think – it’s only Day One!!

Today’s blessings: Disney cruising with Steve, Maribeth, Mathieu, and Molly and the incidents