The day has come!
Today, we set sail for Europe!
We spent our last afternoon in South Beach with Beth (you remember Beth, right? Our boss?) and Piero, our other friend from Chicago.
Both had been on the Norwegian Pearl, Beth overseeing things and Piero directing the new cast. We met at our usual spot, the News Café, and caught up and laughed and enjoyed the company of our friends from home.
When we returned to the ship (the last time we have to deal with the Fascists at the Port of Miami!) it was time to make phone calls. Everyone is canceling their cell phone service, so it is phone cards and email from here on out. It was really hard, talking to my parents. I’ve never been away from home for this long, let alone on a ship across the ocean. I was teary and homesick, and Steve and Cody noticed.
So, like the good boys they are, they decided to make me laugh. We were one of the last ships to leave the port, so as the other ships, mostly filled with already-drunk twenty-somethings slowly passed us by, the boys lifted up their shirts and waved good-bye to the Carnival ships off to the Caribbean. I couldn’t help but feel better.
When it was time for sail away, the cast (and Charles Bach, the magician, who is back!) all went up to the top deck
and watched as Miami faded away.
It was a sight that provided a lot of mixed emotions. It was exciting, of course, to think about the journey ahead of us. But I got pretty sad, too. And nervous. And overwhelmed. And thrilled. And weirded-out.
But, mostly excited. I mean, who gets to do this kind of thing?
The weather was decent, but it was quite windy. It was drizzling a bit here and there, which led to a lot of rainbows, and a lot of sunbeams breaking through the clouds, shining down on the good ol’ U. S. of A.
We watched the land until it was long gone, finding solace in the notion that while so much was ahead of us, there was a tremendous amount waiting for us when we got back.
Godspeed, friends!
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