Upon a Miller Lite infused conversation, during Patrick’s last visit, we decided that it was time for new gym bags. Thirteen-hundred dollar gym bags.
In some sort of cosmic fate “I’m your density” type of thing, the next day I get the super hero like call from the BFF Frank... “It’s time to cruise.” Soon we assembled on a conference call and dialed the number to RSVP Vacations. Don Ofstedal a Guest Sales Coordinator for RSVP Vacations took our call. The latest cruise through the Caribbean had just opened for booking hours earlier. “Hi Don, there’s seven of us on a conference call, we all need cabins on the 9th floor of the Divina Caribbean cruise.” One by one, we claimed our cabins by laying down our credit cards. Like the Ancient Spartans participating in the rights of becoming a man during the ritual Helots Killing, we slaughtered our next vacation.
Squee!!
ReplyDeleteHopefully your boat doesn't end up on the news.....
ReplyDeleteSquee is right....but me thinks it is "Don" who is doing the squeeing. One call: seven cabins. SCORE (he's saying to his-self).
ReplyDeleteSounds fun.
I cannot wait! I am already on a pre-cruise slimming regimen... coupled with a few last minutes stomach bugs I should be good to go! cn
ReplyDeleteI'm already shopping for bathing suits that look absolutely ridiculous on fabulously ripped catalog models.
ReplyDeletesounds like fun.
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