One Bitchin' Boat

I recently went on a cruise to Mexico. The ship was gorgeous. Upon first embarking, we were greeting by huge glass sculptures reminiscent of Chihuly.

I was amazed by the modern art in the halls and stairwells, wandering from deck to deck just to look at the walls. This was one beautiful ship.

The spa was friendly and comforting, and the gym even made me wish I worked out. There was a climbing wall and even an ice rink for people who do those kinds of things. There were two pool areas, one for grownups that were like Roman baths.

And a kind of psychedelic one for kids

There were like eight million opportunities to get your photo taken.

There was a gorgeous sitting area/bar where the music seemed a little intense for the mellowness of the room. First, the Sorcerers Apprentice, then the William Tell Overture. What next, the Ride of the Valkyries?



The casino had a country fair theme. This piggie was laquered into the floor.

The rooms were spacious.

The inner cabins were bigger and more comfotable than any I had seen yet.

One evening the steward made the towel into a ZZ Top style biker, which made me totally love her.

 I made only one visit to the medic. After getting eaten alive in Puerto Vallarta, the nurse passed me some of their secret potion - a green goo comprised of aloe vera, a topical anaesthetic, an anti-inflammatory and antibiotic. It immediately stopped the maddening itching. They should market it.