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Cruise 2013



Hub and I just returned from a cruise, and it was wonderful.  I love the sea: I think it calls me, which is odd for a woman who was raised on the highest ridge in Hardin County, Tennessee.  I didn't even see the ocean until I was in my early twenties.  We don't spend a lot of time at the beach because both of us have had multiple bouts with skin cancer, and we have to be really careful.  This ship, the Carnival Freedom, has a serenity deck where we could relax in the shade while still enjoying the sea breeze.


This was our tenth cruise.  The first one was in 2001, when we traveled to Cozumel with first-born son and his family.  Since that time, we have learned lots of short-cuts about embarking and debarking, about what to do and not to do when we stop at different ports.

 
 
For years, Hub and I roamed the West, sleeping in tents and cheap motels.  Sometimes, we slept in our van in rest areas.  We have some great stories and memories from that time, but as we have matured, our priorities have somewhat changed.  I'll still all about communing with nature, but at the end of the day, I prefer to commune with a Hampton Inn.  That is what I love best about cruises--you can visit exotic islands and countries, but when the day is spent, you have good food and a clean, comfortable bed.
 
 
Later, I will share some photos from some of the places we visited.  Right now, I'm still trying to get over the physical part of having so much fun.
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