Day 12: All Good Things…
Last full day at sea. It was both relaxing and stressful. Stressful, because we had to pack and get ready disembark from the Disney Magic in the morning, and because I actually had a job interview at 10:00 PM. Yes, I officially unemployed since my latest contract has just finished. So for the moment, instead of saying, “I’m a software engineer,” I get to say, “Why, yes, I am horror novelist!” (Because, technically, that’s my only source of income, so buy more books folks—preferably mine!) So much cool material for the next book…
Relaxing, because I finally went to the pool! I went on the Aquadunk—the big water slide-tunnel-bottom-drops-out-from-under-you thingy. It was fun, not at all scary (not really), and SHORT, even if you do start out with a 30’ drop. The water was very warm (which was nice, because the wind was strong and chilly). The pool was restful and had gentle “tides” along the side where small waves went in and out. I could have fallen asleep. (Actually, the motion of the ship makes me sleepy.) I spent a few minutes in the whirlpool from which I observed a man in a deck chair right next to the pool. He was fully dressed, wore a sweater and a hat, and had a blanket wrapped around him. And although he held up a book, I think he was snoring.
Every crew and cast member we dealt with aboard the Magic was superb. They treated us like we were someone very special and important. (Cindy really IS special and important.) I know they want repeat business and so have a motivation to be pleasant and helpful, but I really feel that our room steward, Elmer, our servers, Pedro and Martin, and our head server, Nundo, were exceptional. We weren’t just customers, patrons, or even royalty—we were friends and family.
Tomorrow, it’s back to the real world.
Well, not quite…
Tomorrow—LONDON! Yeah, baby! Yeah!
(And by the way, the job interview went well, I thought, even if the phone connection dropped—TWICE—at the end. Have to wait and see…)
But tomorrow, we have a day (well, an afternoon and an evening) in can-you-believe-it London! (THEN we fly home the next day…)
