I'm getting better at writing titles that have something to do with the content of the post, I think, and for that I am going to celebrate with a quick spin in my chair.
WHEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Okay, now that we've gotten that out of the way, here's something that happened when I was on a boat. Well, not when I was actually on the boat, but I could see the boat when this happened so...
Okay, fine. I haven't gotten as good at titles as I thought. THERE! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!
Day One: Half Moon Cay
Holland America goes to this private island in the Bahamas that is everything you'd expect from a private beach in the Caribbean, if you were expecting a beautiful white crescent beach with a giant pirate ship on it, and inside the pirate ship is a bar.
We spent the day playing Frisbee and Ball on the beach, with occasional breaks to visit the pirate ship.
"This is the best in the world," I said to Ryan while we were swimming in the ocean. In February.
"Yeah, it totally doesn't suck," he said.
I reached up to catch the Frisbee that Nolan had thrown to us. It skipped off my fingertips and floated on the surface a few feet away. While I swam over to pick it up I said, "In fact, I believe that this has been scientifically proved to not suck."
"Are you sure?"
I threw the Frisbee back to Nolan, who caught it behind his back.
"Yes. My control for this test was sitting inside at home last week because it was too cold to go outside and do anything."
"Have you published this report?" He asked.
I hollered to a Seamonkey* who was nearby, "This totally doesn't suck!"
"You got that right!" He hollered back.
"See? Published and peer-reviewed."
"Seems legit," Ryan said.
More later...
*Passengers on JoCoCruseCrazy are called Seamonkeys. For science. You monster.
