




Here it is…our vacation. What a great vacation it was too.! Let’s start the story a week before it’s time to leave…..
Thursday, January 10th, at 4:45 a.m. Jim wakes me up in horrible pain, asking me to take him to the E.R. He does tolerate pain well, so I was really worried. He had a kidney stone over 20 years ago, and was sure that’s what this was. Of course our insurance doesn’t allow us to go to the hospital nearest to our house. So after blowing through the stop light by our house, we got to Mercy about 10 minutes later. I didn’t think Jim was going to make it. To make a long story short, yep, he had a 3mm stone at the top of his ureter (in English, it was going to be a while before it passed.!) Problem was, we had friends coming to stay with us for a few days. Jim wound up passing a stone earlier on Friday morning..so we thought…YIPPEE….but, he still wasn’t feeling well. Our friends came, we went to the mall and out to eat on Friday, all while Jim was feeling a bit better, but still in pain. He wound up driving himself back to the E.R. at 3:00 a.m. Saturday morning. He brought his treasure with him (the first stone) and they said…”Ummm…NO, that’s not the 3mm, it’s still there.” OUCH. So he went all day Saturday and Sunday in constant pain. He went through a whole bottle of Percocet.! FINALLY, right before I was leaving for church at about 2:30 p.m. on Sunday, he finally passed it. We’re out of the woods…..NOT. Monday morning he’s back home again in pain. We’re supposed to be leaving for our trip this Sunday.! I called all around for a Urologist on Tuesday to see what was going on. Finally after the fourth call (everyone was booked for at least two weeks.!), I got him in. (That’s a whole other story for another time). He said his urine was clean (no blood), and felt he was residual pain from the stone passing in the ureter. He wrote us a prescription for an antibiotic just in case, and we were on our way.
So that brings us to that following Saturday. Orey (Landon’s friend who he brought on the cruise with us) and Landon flew in that night. We had been hounding Orey to make sure he didn’t forget either his driver’s license or his birth certificate. (He had lost his DL, and had barely got his new one in the mail a few days before we left. He had to have it (a photo ID) to get on the ship). So the first thing we asked the boys was “DO YOU HAVE YOUR DRIVER”S LICENSE AND YOUR BIRTH CERTIFICATE?”. Yes, they said. So Darc and Josh come over that night so they can say hi to the boys…and we went to bed fairly early. We were all packed and ready to go…..or NOT. At 5:00 a.m. Sunday morning, an hour before we’re ready to leave, there’s a knock on our bedroom door….it’s Orey. With a look of death on his face he says “I don’t have my birth certificate”….WHAT???!!!!! We asked you if you had it.! Then here comes the story….He had just got the title to his truck in the mail, and he had put his birth certificate by it. Well, they are both official government documents, and look very similar. He had grabbed his title by accident. OH MY HECK….what are we going to do?? We are boarding the ship at 11:30 that morning. So he calls his dad back in Utah. We already knew the ship wouldn’t let us board without our original birth certificates. So his mom and dad flew into San Diego, and we met them by the ship. That boy is lucky he has parents that would do that.! So….our cruise FINALLY begins…..
To see that huge ship is amazing itself. Ours was 15 stories high. It really is a ‘floating hotel’. Since 9/11 the security is huge. We have to show our driver’s license to even get into the building to check in. Then fill out paperwork, and yes, show our driver’s license and birth certificates. We check in our luggage, and then we are issued a boarding zone number (kind of like airplanes do). We wait for about a half an hour, then it’s our turn to board. How exciting.! We enter into the Grand Plaza, and boy is it just that…GRAND. It’s 4 stories high. The boys’ eyes light up, and ours do too. We are told where our rooms are at, and head that way. It seems like it’s the longest hallway in history. We’re at the back of the ship, which we find out later is a good place to be. Good to walk off all of the food you eat.! Anyway…we find our room and WOW….even an ant would find this place small.! But we soon find out that room size doesn’t matter. You’re never there. You’re only there to sleep and shower. So the room was great. We got the inside rooms, and the positive advantage to that is, it’s always dark, so the sun doesn’t wake you up.! Jim and I actually slept until 9:00 a.m. one morning, it was great.
So we found our rooms, it’s now time to check out the rest of the ship. We don’t leave for about 3 hours, so there’s plenty of time. We head outside to one of the pool areas. How fun is that.! Then…what do we see?? They are serving food already.! We’re hungry since we hadn’t eaten since breakfast at 5:00 a.m. We head to the buffet. We’re having a great time already and we haven’t even left yet.! The boys then go explore why we go out on deck. Finally at about 4:00 p.m., we leave. But…we come to a stop….we have to wait for an aircraft carrier to pass. It passed right by us. It was escorted by a Coast Guard helicopter. That was cool. OK, so now we’re off. I love the water, so I loved just sitting there and watching the ship sail. Soon enough it was dark, and we were able to watch the California coast, and then the Mexico coast.
We were at sea the rest of Sunday, and all day Monday. We soon found out that you will never be bored on a cruise ship. There are a TON of things to do while at sea. We watched live shows in both the Princess Theatre and the Vista Lounge. They had dance shows, singers, comediennes, and my personal favorite…BINGO.! Did I mention the food? There were two main restaurants, a pizza restaurant, a hamburger grill, and two huge buffets. We were never hungry. They had a library, basketball court, several pools, and even more hot tubs (which we never got to visit). So much fun.!
I get the prize for finding the boys two girls to hang out with for the whole week. Before we even got to leave port, we had to do the whole ‘life jacket’ lesson thing. So we met in our “muster room”, the Vista Lounge (the room a certain area of the ship meets, if something happens. It’s great, it’s full of windows, so you can watch yourself sink from inside) The boys are still checking out the ship’s amenities, so they weren’t in there yet. Sitting next to us are these two younger girls, with the look of massive boredom on their faces. So I take the opportunity and ask “How old are you girls?” One says she’s 16, and the other says she’s turning 19 on Friday. I say…”PERFECT.!!” We have two 18 year old boys.! Let me tell you, 70% of the passengers were 60+, so finding kids the boys’ age was a miracle.! And girls too…what a plus.! So the boys finally came, I introduced them, and the rest they say…is history.







































