Back from the land of unlimited free food! After a week aboard the Oasis of the Seas, it’s good to be home. For winter break, my family and I traveled on the Royal Caribbean cruise line to Labadee, Haiti; Cozumel, Mexico; and Costa Maya, Mexico. The cruise was jam-packed with activities and things to do, and the ship was simply enormous (apparently one of the largest in the world). I think I can speak for the entire family in saying that the food was of excellent quality. Every night we were treated to an appetizing three-course dinner in the dining room– which also meant that every morning I could be found sweatin’ it up on the treadmill. Out of either stupidity or ignorance, I only packed one exercising T-shirt, so, for the sake of my social presentability, I had to spritz it with perfume before each gym session. (Enough commas for you in that last sentence? Hope so.)
Although the ports the ship stopped at were not that spectacular, our vacation was salvaged by the abundance of activities offered onboard the cruise. I was able to see a fantastic rendition of the musical Hairspray, a Cirque-du-soleil-esque show, and a live tribute concert to The Temptations. One of my favorite events was the Piano Bar; a pianist/vocalist named Paul O’Shea performed almost every night, playing songs requested by the audience and putting his own modern touch on them.
Some notable plot developments in the story of the Buckle family include my dad’s newfound love for Bingo, Kendra acquiring a Chicagoan accent (from hanging around 12-year-old kids from Chicago too much), and Connor modeling in rock-climbing catalogues:
…. just kidding about the modeling thing.
Oh, and also, I crown myself ROCK-CLIMBING MASTER, as I was the only Buckle child with the stamina and vigor enough to reach the top of the wall. I want to post a picture to prove it, but at the same time I don’t want to burden you with unsightly images of my seemingly enlarged buttocks.
We also ice-skated! I thought I was a master at that too… until I saw the video playback, only to discover that the ‘Jenna-on-ice’ show is actually the ‘constipated-on-ice’ show, and I am probably the stiffest human being to ever grace an ice rink.
I leave you with a photo of my father gazing affectionately at his birthday cupcakes (that I covertly purchased as a surprise for him). Winter break has been over for a couple days now, and I’m just getting back into the swing of managing school and piano and soccer. It’s going to be a hectic two weeks leading up to finals, but reminiscing about break brings back many laughs that will be sure to lighten my mood. Gotta love those family vacations.
*Title: “The Lovecats” by The Cure