Goodbye, chocolate melting cake. Goodbye, room steward. Goodbye, nightly shows and daily ports.
And goodbye, Barb and Linda. We 4 got off the ship, through customs (no one dares to question royalty in her crown!), and northbound on I-95 in rapid time and on up to WPB and the motorhome. Luggage transferred to Barb’s trunk, and off they went. Linda is visiting friends in Orlando, and Barb is headed to So. GA and her furbabies.
It was a fabulous cruise, although Linda decided cruising is not for her, and now it is back to the real world—the washing machine is doing its thing. Missy was happy to see us. Snail mail can wait till tomorrow. Hello reality!
Thought for the day: However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
Life is good, y’all!