Miss me? Naturally, I could not wait to get back to your warm e-arms and tell you all about my exciting travels. And you, out of guilt, similar DNA, extreme boredom, or bad lifestyle choices are willing to sit and read about them. And I thank you.
And so it begins, *ah-ah-ah-a-em*
I have come to the conclusion that God must have been like Bob Ross on crack the way he colored the ocean waters. Simply fantastic. These were taken from various points in our cruise travels from Half Moon Cay to Nassau, Bahama's.
Please do not point out the obvious about the ship rails being included in the photos. That is my creative side being unearthed. Be gentle with your criticisms as she has fragile self esteem stemming from bad hair, acne and bad teeth. If you're not sure how that relates, don't worry, neither do I.
Next up, I would like to introduce you to Half Moon Cay, a private island owned by our cruise line. Some people rode horses on the beach, some snorkeled but Yours Truly was quite content just sitting on her, as yet, white rumpus. She had not severely burned them and had the pleasure of hearing her roommate shout "You have one hot ass!" down the hallway buzzing with kids of every age. *cough* Drema
Here are my trucker legs and my father's toes but more importantly, I wanted you to see how clear and beautiful the water was.
Next was Nassau where us Gringa's got taken by old, seasoned island peddlers and their confound it "silver" jewelry and Kate Spade, Gucci, and Louis Vuitton bags. That's Laura (my bossette) in the picture. I love her so.
And here is our sinking ferry pictured below. We were exiting our vessel when we spotted our captain jump ship after an unsuccessful attempt at resuscitating the smoking engine room.
We then calmed our nerves by finding the best Thai food ever in the history of time and space. And I should know because I hauled the leftovers to my cabin and ate them later, unrefrigerated, as a midnight snack. This may or may not have caused another involuntary colon cleansing. I'll never tell.
On Nassau Island, we stopped to see the beautiful Atlantis Paradise Resort. Unfortunately for all of us, I only managed to take a pictures of the lobby ceiling and me tickling a fish. Aren't you glad you stopped by today?
Let's see... what else... well, I raced Karen-Karen down some water slides...
I had wide-mouthed admiration at the ani-towels left in our cabin...
Here's Drema drunk. Again.
I could not help myself. I fantasized about beating the crap out of the Carnival's mascot...
However, this here is a huge reason I loved my time in the Bahama's.