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Sea of UncertaintyIn thirteen days I'll be crossing two firsts off my list. (Surprisingly, I don't actually have a list, though you'd think I'd be the type to, wouldn't you?) Hubby and I will be taking our first cruise and it will be the first time we visit Mexico.
Ok, I will admit that this cruise thing is a little iffy for me. I have concerns:
1. Cruise ships and germs. It only takes one sicko to ruin it for everyone.
2. Children. They are annoying, and also little festering germpits; see point #1. (On the plus side, there is a childfree pool area. Generally I avoid public pools because children are annoying festering germpits, but I think I could be comfortable splashing around in an adults-only place.)
3. Tiny bathrooms. (If you can't figure out why, you'll just have to sit and wonder.)
4. Motion sickness. Will I get seasick? I get motion sick so easily, it's a valid concern. Though I never got motion sick on the ferry crossing from North Island to South Island in NZ. I would think that cruise liners are big enough that they float in the water in the exact way that bricks don't, but I keep coming across websites that talk about "sea legs" and the like.
5. The tourist factor. I have this feeling that cruisers will be, you know, THOSE Americans. The ones that make you want to move to Canada. Also, I really want to see Mexico but I know at our Ports of Call we won't be seeing anything remotely "real."
6. Generalized mild social anxiety. All the wrock fans will be put together; what if they all suck? What if it's me that sucks? You know, that sort of thing.
We're going to go to Uxmal (say "ooosh-mal"), which should be seriously awesome. I can't wait to see actual Mayan sites! There is also a sinkhole/swimming hole there, but since offerings were found in the bottom, I really don't think it's a good idea to go swimming. I don't care who else does it (other than Hubby, who also thinks it isn't a good idea), it just does not sit well with the Practical Pagan side of me.
I've noticed a distinct lack of shade around all the ruins, so I've purchased a parasol and a fan. Oh, la, sir! "Great," said Hubby, "so I'll get to carry around your parasol." I am resisting the desire to knit a sling for the parasol until I have it in my hands, but I have two yarns that I think would be perfect for it (one is cotton-linen, the other is cotton-wool).
thus proclaimeth the Zabet 4:49 PM 3 comment(s)
I think you need to knit some mesh gloves, with ribbons at the wrists. And attain a dress with crinolines. :D
:: snort ::
I might have a spare crinoline skirt around here somewhere...
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