This Yellow Taxi Cab In Which I Ride

Several months after the trip. Home. The following morning (2/2), my friends and I went to Sea Day Brunch. Then we went to the Lido Deck to hang out and catch some sun. It was warm for a little bit, but became cloudier and cloudier as the morning wore on. At some point, I had a cheeseburger for lunch. I love these build your own burgers because you can load them up dozens of pickles.

Several months after the cruise. Home. The rest of my notebook is a mess… I jotted down bullet points of what we did and things that happened so that I could recall them in order when I found time to write. I figured that I would at least get to write while on the plane ride home, but I really wasn’t feeling like writing because I had drank too much on the last night of the cruise. To the best of my recollection (using pictures and bullet points in my notebook), here follows what happened next (*Note: it is a full seven months after the trip as I write this): After writing at the Alchemy Bar on Wednesday 1/31, I went to Karaoke. I do not remember what I sang. I do not remember what I did after that. I might have gone to bed somewhat earlyish. The following morning (2/1), was breakfast with friends. We walked up to the top deck and looked out at the port of Progresso, Mexico. McKenzie and I scheduled an excursion to some Mayan ruins (Dzibilchaltun) and a tour of Merida, Mexico. K...

Friday 2/2/18 4:20pm Caribbean, Carnival Triumph, Promenade, Near Coffee Bar I don’t even know where to begin. I haven’t written for two days and while I want to catch up in an orderly timeline-ish fashion, I’m inclined more to just let my freeform feelings fall out onto the page here. I’m in somewhat of a melancholic mood – I mean, the ship is well on its way back to NOLA and we are in Southern Louisiana in February weather. It’s overcast and gray. It was raining earlier and, while it’s not freezing, it’s very cool. The vacation is essentially over (although, we do have some time to do a few things on the ship and after we disembark before the flight home). Scott and Alan/Adam walked by and commented on me drinking water. I told them that the vacation isn’t over yet, but I needed a bit of a break from alcohol. I may drink again tonight when it’s karaoke time. The ship is rocking a bit more than it has been up until this point. I’m tired, but I do want to have one m...