Last Minute Cruise
Last night I had an odd dream. I know dreams are always way more interesting to the dreamer than they are to anyone who has to hear about them. But that’s the advantage of the blog. I can write about my dream so that I remember it and pretend that someone out there cares enough to read about it.
In my dream, I was leaving work on Friday, and remembered that I had booked myself a short cruise that was leaving that afternoon. Since it was just me, and it wasn’t a very long cruise, I just left straight from work. When I got to the port, I realized I didn’t have my cruise ticket with me. But I knew that e-ticketing was an option, so I just figured I’d show my ID and would get on just fine. Turns out it was even easier than that – I just boarded the boat with the crowd and no one asked for my ID. Since I was late to board, I hadn’t’ had the opportunity to get my room assignment. Instead of being a little bitch, and demanding my room (since it was my fault I was late) I figured I’d just wait until everyone got settled, and check in with a steward once we left port to find my room
So I was waiting in one of the ballrooms, and when I saw a couple of familiar faces. Jimmy and Margarita were on my cruise too! They raved about how amazing it was that we were both on the exact same cruise but had somehow managed to not know in advance. About this time I started to get nervous. Surely I would have known if they were going the same time I was. So I went and asked about my cabin. The steward asked for my confirmation number or anything to reference my cabin. I had none of this. About this time I dug through my briefcase and found my actual ticket. My cruise was next weekend. Not this weekend. Which means I was on a 5 day cruise, and not a 3 day cruise, and neither Phlome nor my boss knew I was on a boat and would not be back on Monday.
So I asked when I could get off the boat. It would be Monday before we would reach or next port, and we were already at sea. There was no stopping. I was stuck, and with no way of contacting anyone. So as I’m panicking, I look out the window and see that we are very close to the shore. I mean REALLY close. Like I could just step off the boat and I would land on the boardwalk. Evidently this particular cruise took a route right through the middle of a small shopping villa in Massachusetts. So I took a running leap off the boat – landed on the side walk and walked into an internet café.
Now that I was off the boat my cell phone worked fine. So I called Phlome – told him I would be home really late tonight, then began my search for my way off this island/cape/town thing I had landed myself on.
- This one has a lovely back with lace embellishments
- This one I didn’t really need, I have plenty of casual dresses for the cruise – but I like it.