Paradise

That's the name of the ship. You know, that big cruise ship that we could see (It's right there!!!) but couldn't get to (We need to be over there!!!) and yes, we finally found. I got excited just getting in line, seeing the other WOW ladies and their guests holding their tickets and waiting to board. I did think it would be a fun and primarily relaxing trip, but I was wrong!!! Not about the fun part, just about the relaxing. Didn't exercise, didn't read a book, didn't sit outside and watch the ocean pass by. Nope.

But we did laugh. I figure we were on the ship seventy hours, out of which we slept sixteen hours and laughed and giggled the rest. Now if any of this is inaccurate, I blame the ladies who made me drink Tequila shooters. Ok, OK, they suggested. Strongly. But so delicious and then five minutes later, I'm on another planet. How does that work?!? But let me get back to what we did on the ship. What I can remember. We ate breakfast and lunch overlooking the ocean and dinner in the formal dining room and danced a lot. Did I say we laughed all day and night?!?

We did get off the ship in Ensenada on Saturday and were convinced by that charming tour guide Rebecca to take the bus to the open air market place to shop (better prices, no income tax) Jaime, the driver, was funny the whole way and the market was a cool place to shop. A few of us, and I'm mentioning no names but they spoke fluent Spanish, salsa danced with the waiters at a local restaurant where we could buy Tequila shooters and get free tacos. So what if we bought the wrong shooters, the tacos (very yummy)were only $1.00! And then we stopped for a few minutes in Downtown so that we could shop some more and I didn't buy a diamond bracelet but we did buy two bottles of Jose Cuerve Especial (what a bargain!) and then went back to the ship and had a lobster dinner. Oh, I forgot, before dinner we invited a few ladies to our room to taste the Tequila (after borrowing salt and lemons from the bar) and somehow, in our somewhat altered state, we spent a considerable amount of time discussing such important topics (well, they seemed important at the time) as bikini waxing (pros, cons,and techniques) and oral sex (pros, cons,and techniques). Some of us, again I'm not mentioning names but they were at my dinner table, danced most of the night. Could really just say it's exercise, you know.

After all that partying, I figured Sunday would be a day to relax, do that "watch the ocean go by and take a nap in the ocean air" but no, we ended up having a few of the other singles group guys join us for lunch and more serious discussions about the topics from the day before (yes, really) and then we went to our free cocktail hour (thanks Bev) and more drinking. Oh, did I mention the picture taking in our room and how some of us, again no names of the women at our table will be mentioned, and the "girls gone wild" (yes, one can do that at our age) with shirts being lifted (we had our bras on, don't go there) for the pictures?!? And then after dinner, I got a neck and foot massage and an offer to "come to my room later and we'll see what happens" from a very good-looking guy, to whom I said "I'm not that kind of girl" or "not tonight, but I'll take a rain check," although I can't remember exactly which one. And then another yummy dinner, more laughs at the table, some dancing at the lounge, and an x-rated late show. For the weekend, I counted three pink drinks, five blue drinks, and those shooters (after three I lost count)...

So? I had a seriously fabulous time with fabulously magnificent women whom I adore. With hearty thanks to Bev for arranging this amazing weekend for all of us, I say "Let's do it again!!!"