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Cozumel and Passion Island

Ryan called this morning. He is very concerned about four of his high school buddies who are about to be shipped off to Iraq. He had written them a long letter, and asked if we could print it and deliver the copies so they’d be sure and get it before they leave.

Our excursion didn’t leave until 11:00 am, so I hadn’t bothered to set the alarm. When I woke at 8:30, Ryan was long gone.

After a quick shower, I neatened up the room a little. The love seat was piled high with clothing and miscellaneous stuff – I…

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On the Bridge

It is always a relief when the holiday season comes to an end. Every year we vow to take it easy, and every year it gets more crazy… Happy New Year!

“…Bring a photo ID and your key card. Do you understand?”

“Certainly,” I replied.

Christine turned swiftly and marched off on her next mission. I spotted Ryan finally making his way through the security checkpoint.

“Hey –- we have something to do at 3:45.”

“I was gonna take a nap. Do I have time?”

“Forget that. Naps are for old guys. Take a nap when you get home.”

“What…

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Grand Cayman

I was putting in a new tape when I heard it. A woman screamed like she was being murdered – a blood curdling scream. Within seconds, a whole group of people joined in, adding their own screams to the mix. Men’s and women’s screams created an odd harmony of panic and horror. I ran to the stern, still trying to load the camera. I expected the worst – someone must be seriously hurt.

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Dining with the Captain

“Do you want to sit at the Captain’s table tonight?”

“Ah, gee. Not really. Do we have to? Would it be rude if we didn’t?”

That settled it. “Yea. It would be rude. We have to do it”. I had violated my own rule about dealing with children, or anyone else for that matter. Never offer a choice when there is really only one answer.

Guided by that little piece of hard-earned wisdom, I said “We’re going to the Cruise Critic party at 11:30.”

With no options given, Ryan simply nodded.

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Day 1 On Board Mercury

I proceeded to unpack, but Ryan made no move to do likewise.

“Don’t you want to put your stuff away?”

“Nah, I’ll just leave it in the suitcase. It’s fine.”

I patiently pointed out that with the suitcase in the room, there was no room left to walk. Reluctantly, Ryan unzipped it and heaped the contents onto the bed.

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To the Ship

“Welcome. May I have your tickets please?”

I handed over the booklet. The desk person examined it, and punched the reservation number into her computer. After looking at the screen a little too long for my comfort, she said “Welcome Mr. X. Would you mind stepping into that room over there please?”

Oh boy. Was it the suitcase again? Ryan and I walked the few steps into the adjoining room, which was furnished with a couple of tables, some chairs and a couch or two.

“What’s going on?” Ryan asked.

“I don’t know. No idea.”

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Prologue

This posting serves as a prologue to the second cruise story. The first cruise story, recounting our first-ever voyage, was posted serially on CruiseCritic.com over a 3-week period. More than 10,000 people awaited the posting of the final chapter, and the whole experience was wholly unexpected and quite a thrill. The unprecedented response to the that story (now in book form – What Time Is the Midnight Buffet?) motivated Celebrity Cruises to contact me and offer a free cruise in appreciation. We’ll begin with the events leading up to that event.

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The Trip Begins

I don’t think I ever woke up so fast. I was immediately in a cold sweat, hands shaking.

“What!!!???”

“The guy is here to take you to the airport!” Kris repeated. “He was out there sleeping in his car! Scared me to death!”

Last I knew, I had a full day and another night before it was time to leave. Had I slept through somehow? No, not possible…

“What day is it?” I asked.

“Thursday, I think” Kris answered, none too surely.

“Yeah, it must be Thursday” I said, trying to be assertive.

“Are you supposed to fly down a…

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Cruise Stories

There are four stories in this series, and all were originally posted on CruiseCritic.com. One of the stories is now a book, and the other three are here for your enjoyment.

The first story chronicled our inaugural cruise, a ten-day Caribbean jaunt aboard Celebrity’s Galaxy in celebration of our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.  The response to this story was so overwhelming that Celebrity Cruises invited us to take a second trip, gratis.  Eventually the story was released as a book, What Time Is the Midnight Buffet?

Kris was unable to accompany me on the free trip, so

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Doogie Howser, M.D.

“The doctor is available between five and six o’clock,” she said. “A few people have already signed up ahead of you, so you should probably come back around 5:30.”

“OK,” I said. “Put me on the list, please.”

The woman pointed to a sheet of paper on her desk. “Sign there, and write in your cabin number,” she said. “You’ll need to fill in these forms, too.” She handed me a clipboard and a pen, and resumed her chat with the wounded cyclists while I completed the forms.

Form design is tricky business, and I’ve always found the…

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