Daily Archives: 2009-02-26

Down time – Pacific Ocean

Today I woke up with really sore feet. Well it is really no wonder since I have been walking up a storm. I decided to sleep in a bit before finally hauling myself out of bed to find my way to the breakfast buffet. I had a bit of a miscommunication with my sister which really got me down.

I ended up spending the rest of the morning in the chapel, the quietest place I could find on the ship, collecting my thoughts. After a few hours of thinking and meditating, I pulled myself out of my head and took notice of the room I had holed myself up in. the carpet was deep blue and the above the alter there was an artistic collage of a tree of sorts. I glanced around the small square room and realized there was not a cross to be found. Other than a stack of bibles in the corner, there was nothing really religious about this space at all. There was something remarkably solemn and sacred going on in there but I couldn’t quite put my finger on what.

After getting myself into a more positive head space, I opened the book Melanie had given me to read. A Womans Worth by Marianne Williamson. It was inspiring to say the least and I felt a might stronger in spirit than when I walked in that room. With a more forgiving state of mind, I went back to the room hoping to find my family. I learned that they had gone ashore without me so I laid down to have a rest while I waited for their return.

Grateful for sacredness.

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Murder on the Ship – Pacific Ocean

That night at dinner Trina and I tried a Murder Mystery dinner but things didn’t work out quite as planned. Half of our table ended up standing us up so we had to double up on characters. The four of us including Collette and Everett from Toledo decided we were up to the challenge of having double personalities for a few hours.

Trina and I ended up having to play twin sisters and our personas were so similar to our real life, it was uncanny. We often get asked if we are twins and most people cannot guess who is older. As the little one who always wanted to be like her big sister, I have always liked it. For years Trina would cringe and scowl that of course she was older. These days, she just smiles with me and lets them keep guessing.

We all played our multiple personalities so well that by the end of the game, no one actually pined the killer. But of course it was I that murdered Captain Stubing with a solid motive of jealousy and rage. Who could have known?

Grateful for acting the part.

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Mercados y Playas – Puerta Vallarta, Mexico

After a solemn visit to the Cathedral (the only time during the whole trip that I saw my sister, the photographer, use her camera), we wandered down to the beach. The party was just cleaning up and all the vendors were packing up their carts.

There was an incredible dense fog which blocked the sun and covered the ground like a down filled blanket. I hadn’t seen anything like it before and questioned how it could seem so thick even though I could see sun trying her hardest to shine through. I was warm and humid which coupled with the low visibility created a very odd atmosphere. If it weren’t for the families playing on the beach, it would have been downright eerie.

We walked along the boardwalk and found the stairs down to the sandy seaside. The boys began digging in the sand right away and Trina’s face brightened as she dipped her toes in the surf. She remarked that she had a feeling that this would be their favorite memory of the trip. I took this as a cue to make sure to take lots of photos to document it well. At one point they looked like little frogs building up their sand castles quick before the waves would come and wash it away.

Trina and I soaked up the sun and admired each others new shades. As we chatted, the sun decided to overpower the moisture and the fog dissipated. We watched a man practicing martial arts on a rocky peninsula jutting out from the land just under the light house. It was a scene straight out of Karate Kid, no kidding. On the walk back to the ship from the beach, was saw one random lady completely costumed up Mardi Gras style. Either she was really really late or really early for next year…

We got back to the ship and I decided that I should walk some more. Somehow I had gotten into my head that I was going to walk a marathon (26 miles) by the end of the trip. When I realized that I had already logged more than 40 miles in just the first half of my trip, I adjusted my goal. I was going to try and walk a marathon in one day!

Grateful for beaches.

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