Tomorrow, we leave drydock, headed for Ft. Lauderdale. Assuming we do not sink between here and there, we will once more begin cruising in earnest on the 18th. Many cast members have never been on a ship before and are in for a culture shock.
I am looking forward to eating decent food on a regular basis, enjoying the level of "class" associated with this loverly ship (missing of late), and even socializing with guests. Those of you who've been here or know me realize what that indicates about my state of mind.
It doesn't feel like it's almost Christmas. And yet, here it is. Humbug.
Send cheer... not the detergent, I mean, but the conveyance of good spirit. Actually I could also use the detergent. Send both.
For those who have written that I have not written back to, you are not alone. I am a bad friend. I will remedy it sooner, with a great many back payments included I assure you.
See? I wish I was doing Christmas Carol somewhere right now. In fact, I'll go do that in my room. By myself. To my pillow.
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