Free at last! Anchors
Aweigh!
My preparation for this cruise has been an ongoing process
for the last week and a half since school got out. Since the Hites are coming the day after we
get back (Yay!!) I wanted to have everything ready for their visit ready before
we left, too, so I assigned myself a few chores and a few errands per day so I
would finish on time. My main goal was
that on Thursday we wouldn’t be frantically packing, cleaning, and
organizing.
I was mostly successful.
At one point, Rich and I realized that we had been to about eleven
stores each day, every day, for about eleven days in a row. The idea of going to a store made me feel
sick to my stomach (and you all know what a shopper I am!). Luckily, by the time we reached that point,
there wasn’t much left to buy. We had
stocked up on sunscreen, bug spray, hand warmers, extra towels for the house,
night lights…funny, after all that shopping, this is all I can come up with! J
I didn’t feel stressed at all on Thursday, even taking about
an hour to sit in the sun. I dropped off
the dogs with the dog sitter (last image in my mind is of Ruby riding off in
the dog sitter’s car, feet up on the window look back at me nervously,
realizing she’d somehow been tricked), started organizing the packing, did
several loads of laundry…you know the drill!
Finally it was Friday morning, we got up two hours before
our friend Stephanie was coming to pick us up.
I had to pack up the last items and Rich was in charge of cooking
breakfast and vacuuming (and running to the store for one more thing we
forgot!). I put the last item into my
bag and walked down the driveway just as Stephanie pulled up and off we went.
One of the fun things about living in Bremerton is that we
often have to take all the modes of transportation to get anywhere. It’s become a game (“we took the car to the
ferry, the ferry to Seattle, the train to the airport, the plane”…etc.) . So yesterday we took the car to the ferry, the
ferry to Seattle and then we needed to get to the pier. There is a closer pier and we thought we were
getting on there. But then we realized
that was pier 66 and our paperwork said pier 91. That pier is NOT close. We thought about walking it the day
before. Rich looked it up and thought it
would take about an hour. Not too bad… But then, he announced, “Yeah, it’s about 5.5
or 6 miles.” Honey. That is NOT going to take an hour and did you
SEE all those bags we have to carry??
Needless to say, we decided to take a taxi. I figured it would cost about ten dollars or
so to go the five miles. Neither of us
has ever gotten a taxi in Seattle before so we didn’t really know where to
go. Once we docked, we headed into the
ferry station and down a ramp that said it would take us to ground
transportation. I noticed a sign that
said something about reporting the behavior of taxi drivers if they weren’t
behaving. I was mulling that over when
two men came RUNNING up the ramp, shouting at us “Taxi? Need a taxi? You going to the airport? Want a
taxi”. It was overwhelming and my
response in my head was “I’m not rewarding that behavior to either of you, I’ll
find my own taxi.” However, in real life
we were both relieved at how easy it had been to find a taxi. So the guy in front won (I’m pretty sure he
pushed the other guy out of his way to get a head start, too) and he took my
gigantic suitcase and off we went. We
had to cross the street and on a post along side the road I saw another sign
saying that passengers were not obligated to take the taxi in the front of the
line and were allowed to choose any driver they wanted. At this point, I started to feel uneasy. Why post all these official signs unless
there was the chance of something pretty shady going on. Sure enough, the guy who had recruited us so
successfully turned away from the yellow taxis toward the shiny black
limos. I know that I wear a flashing
sign on my forehead that says “Pick me! Pick me! I’m too polite to say no to
you and you’ll be able to take advantage of me oh so easily!” I’ve found that I’m always targeted in malls
and markets. I’ve actually become much
stronger in my ability to ignore people.
However, at this point I was having trouble speaking up. Luckily, Rich (who may also have a flashing
sign) asked how much it was going to cost.
The guy said $25. Now, that is
ridiculous. I SO wish I had been able to
harness my inner Jeremy Gibbs because I KNOW that Jeremy would have said, no thanks,
turned on his heel and headed over to the line of yellow cabs. Unfortunately, I only found that power when
we were nicely settled in the back of a clean-smelling limo and it was all
over. So I just tried to enjoy riding in
style to the ship (I had to work pretty hard to quell the frustration of having
to spend TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS on that ride, though!).
Check-in was easy and soon we were on the boat and waiting
for our room to be ready and our luggage to arrive. We claimed a table in the shade on the deck and
got out our books. I gave myself a tour
of the ship and took some pictures before there were people crawling all over
the place.
We had our “free” lunch and read for a while and soon it was time to see our room. We were pleasantly surprised because it was a nice size and, while I was secretly worried about where all the stuff I packed was going to go, we were happy not to be cramped into a tiny dorm-room since we had purchased the cheapest ticket there was.

We decided to take a nap and wait for the luggage (the last
chore standing between me and relaxing was unpacking). We waited and waited and it didn’t come. We went and had our safety drill (they literally
lined us all up under the lifeboats, made us stand there for about fifteen
minutes waiting for everyone else to get there and SHOWED US HOW TO PUT ON A
LIFE JACKET. No mention of getting into
lifeboats or anything like that!!) and
then we were free to go. Luckily,
shortly after that the luggage arrived.
I spent some time squirreling everything away (it all FIT!) and we also
spent some time watching the scenery go past.
It was fun to see the Dungeness spit, which we have walked on, and Point
no Point beach, which we go to all the time, and the other side of the Olympic
mountains. Sadly, it was dark by the
time we reached the northwestern-most point of the US and headed into open
water. But it was certainly beautiful
and fun to see what we did!
Dinner was one of the highlights. The food was fine and I tried some grilled shark,
which was delicious (although it could have used some tartar sauce!). There were several delicious-looking
desserts. I had stuck to my low-carb
stuff all day but when I saw those desserts…I knew it was over! It was the pavlova that really caught my
eye. Fluffy, white meringue thingys with
a strawberry on top. I was surprised at
myself for being interested since there was no chocolate involved, but I went
for it. OH MY GOSH. I’m so glad I did! It was so crunchy and sugary and
sweet…mmmm! It will be almost impossible
to stay away from those for the next few days…
I guess anything with sugar would have tasted pretty good to me since
it’s been weeks since I had any but that thing was GOOD!
We both decided to sleep in our sea-sick repelling write-bands
and both agree that it is helping (be both took them off at one point or
another and felt a little queasy so we think they really work!) It is the morning of day two now and we are
at sea all day. There is a talk about
the glaciers that we may or may not attend but otherwise, we plan to sit by a
window all day and watch for marine life.
So far this morning we have seen some whale blows and we even saw one
breach but it was far enough away that it was just a big splash. We have also been passed twice by groups of
something we think are seals but could be porpoises or something, it’s really
hard to tell. We are currently camping
out in the nightclub, which is on the highest point of the ship and is fully
enclosed (it’s already very cold!). The
main attraction is that it is completely empty and we are in comfy chairs with
a great view and there aren’t any other people near us…perfect!

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