I'll bet all of my readers have seen "Fish out of Water" stories on the silver screen. Crocodile Dundee is one of my favorites in this genre. When we arrived in Port Canaveral, I tried to come up with a joke that fits this genre. But all I could come up with was that NYC is testing out a new ferry route to remind our snowbirds where their home should be. In reality, this ferry was one of 3 being built in Florida, and was on its 14 day journey from where it was built to where it soon call home.
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Why did I point out this ferry, and not other things found at this port? Well, I was in this port with my former girlfriend, and was unimpressed with things to do here. There is no downtown. One has to be bused to get anywhere, and that includes 90 minute rides to Orlando's theme parks. And, if one goes to any of these parks, one will need to leave early to make it back to the ship on time before it sails out of the country.
In my case, I decided to stay on the ship and soak in the hot tub. This is the first time I got to wear my swimsuit in 2 years. And I felt good about it. (I think I look much better as a female in a swimsuit than I do as a male. A skirted swimsuit can hide a hell of a lot of things!) The only thing I wish I could have done was to have better fitting swim forms. But that's another story for another day.
At dinner, I met one of the two ladies I've dined with before on this trip. We exchanged contact information and agreed to have dinner again in a couple of days. (I had already made plans to have dinner with the other woman, and didn't want to have a scheduling conflict.) When we were through with dinner, I moseyed over to the casino where I won some cash. So I took my winnings and went to the theater to see the comedian's scheduled performance. He was good, but I had to leave early due to GI Tract issues. Too bad this was the 9 pm showing, or I'd have gone back for the second show....
