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A Week in Photos: 2025, Part 15
April 18, 2025
Monday, April 7: Day at sea filled with music. First show we saw started before noon; the last one went until around midnight.
Tuesday, April 8: Port of call on this day was the cruise line’s private island in the Bahamas. There was no dock for our big cruise ship (though it looked like one was being built), so we had to ride a tender over, which I was fine with, as it was something I’d never done before. We wanted to get back for a show in early afternoon, so we stayed on the island just long enough to walk down the beach and back (though I did relax on a lounger for a few minutes watching people do the zipline before the return walk) and have a quick lunch. The rest of the afternoon and evening? Shows and more shows. No point in slowing down now since it was our last night on the ship.
Wednesday, April 9: Had to leave our room on the ship by 8 a.m., a time I am rarely even dressed by. Deboarding and clearing immigration/customs went smoothly, and we were in our car heading to breakfast on land before long (we could have eaten on the ship but that would have meant getting up even earlier or taking our luggage to the buffet, neither of which appealed). After breakfast, we continued on back to Orlando, where we had a sushi lunch before making our way to the airport, where we parked the car to await our return and then braved the dysfunction that is getting through security for gates 70 – 129. Fortunately we had plenty of time. Unfortunately, our gate was at the end of the concourse, where there are about five gates with seats for maybe one plane’s worth of people, so that continued the dysfunction theme. We had a tight connection in Seattle, which I thought would be okay since we left Orlando pretty much on time, but we got slowed down on approach and ended up having to basically run to our connecting gate even though it was just on the other end same concourse, arriving there as they made the “doors are closing in two minutes” announcement. Thank goodness we had only carry ons (Mr. Karen’s idea), as I’m pretty sure our checked bags wouldn’t have made it. My car was waiting for us where we’d left it at the airport, then it was only two hours drive home, keeping each other awake because boy were we tired.
Thursday, April 10: Back to reality. Mr. Karen had to spend some time troubleshooting a leaky toilet (apparently it hadn’t been leaking the whole time we were gone, which was a small blessing). We had to go grocery shopping, a task made more difficult by trying to figure out what I’d meant when I’d written smell art. ? . We gave up; I realized on the way home it was “small container of artichoke hearts” (for pizza topping).
Friday, April 11: Bit of skiing while the mountain is still open. Weather was firmly on the sunnny side of spring, so I changed to the appropriate lens in my goggles.
Saturday, April 12: Went with a friend to a party at another friend’s house down near Spokane, where they had no snow on the ground at all.
Sunday, April 13: Last day of operations for winter season. They didn’t do the pond skim this year, but the cardboard box derby tradition did continue.
On this date in 2024: A Week in Photos: 2024, Part 13
2006 to 2023: No journal entries
2005: A Letter to Myself
2004: Circus Baby Quilt
2002 & 2003: No entries
The thing about hot water not working around day 4: attendant thinking we just didn’t know how to use the shower controls, coming back to our foom to find door ajar and tech in the shower; did get it fixed