I didn’t get a lot of sleep on that last night. I never do on last nights on cruises. It’s not because I want to savor every last moment or delay the inevitable return to normalcy. It’s because…my spidey senses start tingling somewhere between 2:30 and 4:30 in the morning. Almost every time. And by Read more
Day two in Florida didn’t start with any more promise than day one did. While we had yet to experience anything like the torrential rains The Weather Channel had been forecasting all week, we also had yet to see any sunlight. 37,000 feet above, Stephanie was on an early flight to meet up with us Read more
Two weeks ago, I was stepping onboard the Breeze. I was in Miami. The sun was beaming brightly in every which way, the air was balmy and calm and even though we were repeating a trip we’d taken a week earlier, we were excited with the adventures to come in the eight days ahead. And Read more
Hot. Bright. Muggy. Sunny. Ending. We were already docked in Old San Juan when I woke up. My cellular-services-are-available sense failed me. So did that liter and a half of water I drank the night before. The sun streamed into our cabin, blinding our eyes and waking us to the harsh reminder that we had Read more
Our first day of vacation started with a 5:15 am wakeup call. American is our preferred airline for non-west coast jaunts (Virgin America owns that space in my wallet), and American only has one non-stop route from Chicago to San Juan a day – at 8:30 am. So this meant two things: one, I had Read more
