So I know it has been a while, but I’m finally back. I have been traveling, moving, cruising, and RESEARCHING (the most important of the bunch). It always appears that the more research you do, the more you learn. That’s quite an interesting correlation, but some can’t seem to figure it out.
Anyway, I’m back from a cruise to the Bahamas. I was dragged by my girlfriend. It was pretty much a last minute thing, which I’m really not that happy about because I usually have a plan for EVERYTHING (yes, I don’t go to the bathroom without first having a plan either). It was interesting, to say the least. If there’s ever a time that overindulgence is ubiquitous, this was THEE time. I could almost reach my hand out and touch the gluttony and sloth. It reminded me of a movie called “The Informers”. It was pretty bad. I felt dirty. It was a good thing I was able to keep my mindset. There was food pretty much food 24 hours a day. You didn’t have to do anything if you didn’t want to. You could literally sit around all day eating whatever it is that you wanted. It was quite disgusting. Then when you woke up, you didn’t even have to move. You could lay there while the captain (over the intercom) would tell you where you were, the date / time, the day, weather for the day, certain events that you may be interested in (eating), and a few other things. I believe there was a gentleman (much smarter than myself) that said something to the effect of “getting everything you want is a BAD thing”. Now I see it first hand. Anyway, enough of my tirade.
On a good note, I was able to sleep like a baby because the boat swayed me to sleep every night. Although the flip-side to that is that, even after two weeks, I’m still swaying even though I’m off the boat. I believe it’s called something like “Mal De Debarquement Syndrome”. It’s still dying down a bit though. I only feel it every once in a while (mainly when I think about it).
Anyway… That’s that for now…