“There is no moment of delight in any pilgrimage like
the beginning of it.”
So we decided to use up John's vacation time before it expired and....GO ON A CRUISE!!! Okay, for some of you it may not be too exciting; especially if you live near a port, because as we found out port residents cruise a lot, but for us it was a first and we were super excited. For John and I, it was actually the first exotic vacation since our wedding/honeymoon vacation in Jamaica, twelve years earlier. We chose a seven day cruise out of Galveston, Texas aboard the Carnival Magic porting in: Roatan, Honduras; Belize City, Belize; and Cozumel, Mexico.
| Galveston Beach |
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| View from our room, Pleasure Pier. |
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| Portuguese man o' war on the Galveston beach. |
The next morning we wandered the beach where we saw many Portuguese man-o'-war washed ashore, drove to the edge of the island, and ate the mediocre complimentary hotel breakfast (eh, we didn't expect much more). We had scheduled a hotel shuttle to take us to port and set off around noon. I giggled a bit as our Shuttle driver explained a few sights along the way in his East Indian/Texan accent. (Think: Raj from Big Bang theory saying ya'll. )
We dropped off our checked luggage entered the first of several lines to x-ray our carry-on bags, check Passports (or ID for individuals who didn't have Passports), take our security photos, and finally enter the ship. The process was relatively quick and in no time we were aboard ship enjoying the first of many wonderful meals to come. A few hours later our bags were delivered to our room (9394) on the ninth deck on the aft-port (back-left side) of the ship.
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| Our Cute Room. |
As we set sail we ogled the dolphins along side the boat and the many other ships at port. I declared early on that it would be ridiculous to get sea sick since I could barely feel the boat moving...I ate my words a few hours later as I swayed with the boat as it cut through the gulf waters and my stomach decided to give me an ache. Good news is, I got my sea legs within a few hours, and in the meantime John got a good laugh.
| View of deck 5 from our room. |
The next morning we found the boat had nearly returned to Galveston in the middle of the night to meet a helicopter to transport a man who had experienced a heart attack. Later the next night his wife, which I incidentally sat next to, informed me that she couldn't join him on the helicopter transport as is the policy, but he was recovering well and he had called to tell her to get their money's worth. Despite the delay the boat was on track in no time.
The first leg of our journey, John spoiled me with a facial and a massage at the Cloud 9 Spa, both of which I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of. We spent the next two sea days watching the cobalt-blue Caribbean waters sweep by, waving to passing ships, and exploring the ship's many entertainment and food offerings.
Our first port of call was Roatan, Honduras....(to be continued).















































