tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105561962012-01-16T18:49:40.097-08:00MindWalkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11493176933225725369noreply@blogger.comBlogger1891100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10556196.post-3630192489674366862012-01-16T18:44:00.000-08:002012-01-16T18:49:40.104-08:00

As diligently as he played, the winner ofthe first Slots Tournament during this cruise...... DIDN'T WIN THE SECOND!

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I promised Thursday that something fun, interesting or overpowering would be posted. Having won the Slot Tournament on the 7th, Dan's once again in good position for a second win. Some passengers grumble. Wish him well.

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This team of kids are enjoying their latest reunion. We miss them all, but we know they're having great, youthful fun together.

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This last day in the State of Hawai'i began with a bit of accidental whale watching. This is always more interesting than conventional watching wherein the animals are actually under contract with tour operators. During breakfast, several critters were spied not far from the anchor position of the ship.We were among the first to board the tenders and head in to Lahaina. Perhaps that was a mistake

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Today was especially great! That's because we visited one of our favs, JJ's Broiler, in Nawiliwili on Kaua'i. JJ's isn't a particularly great place, but we call it our 'hang out' when here due to one thing: they serve me the one drink I've come to crave - the Mango Dream. We found this joint about six years ago, and it's a given: visit Kaua'i, visit JJ's. Beside the drink, the wild hens and

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We say Aloha to all from Honolulu even as we bid Aloha to Honolulu during what's likely our last visit here. We have visited Waikiki's International Market Place in the past. Two or three friends have asked where the market is located. Here it is (first picture.) Got it? I admired a man with his parrots that was standing in front of the market - two macaws and a moluccan cockatoo. I could have

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I spent 20 minutes in high anticipation at this Hilo crosswalk sign today. Then, Danny came along and explained what "Flashing" meant. Actually spent only two hours away from the ship. Time enough for me to buy some new jeans and for Dan to look for a book he's been wanting to read. He didn't find it. After returning to the ship, he located a copy in the ship's library. (Saved $10 there.) We

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If anyone is wondering what Rosalie and I have been murmuring together about, I'll explain: We told her about a stunt I pulled during TWO cruises onboard Celebrity Summit during 2006. During May of that year, an Alaska cruise, I planted a marker on the ship with our initials. During December, on that same ship for a Hawaii cruise, I went to see if the marker was still in place. I found it, then

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Danny WON the SLOT TOURNAMENT! Gad! There'll be no living with him for the next several days.

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We are certainly enjoying a beautiful Sunday. Rays from the sun, rising somewhere over the western coast of South America, broke from behind to last cloud of the morning. We were completing our morning Mile-a-thon walk when I saw it, and tried to catch at least a minuscule portion of its beauty. A few moments later, a young lady pointed out toward something. "Look. A bird. We must be near land."

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Warmer weather was the welcoming mark for today. It remained partly cloudy, but that didn't seem to hamper spirits on board. I spent much of the day in the stateroom but Dan was in the casino quite a bit. Early, because he likes it when it's quiet in there. Then he challenged in a Slot Tournament. He gained positioning that will allow him into the final -- when ever that takes place. A great

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One feature of cruising that seems missing is availability of comfortable, quiet places to sit and visit. Being smokers, the choices for us are even more bleak. There had always been a spot we enjoyed where seats were plentiful and comfy, coffee nearby and ashtrays at each table. And, the location was away from greatest noise of ship and passengers. Princess has taken care of that. Initially, a

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I need to append the previous post's comments: we received a note from a very irate friend, Lydia. She pointed out that she and hubby, Marty, were in the picture with our other friends, but they were not mentioned. "We were right next to Rena and Tony", she pointed out. I looked again and, sure enough, they're there. As she said, Marty is standing right next to Tony. I can only assume the person

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We are impressed that so many have responded to these prattlings, through Facebook comments or with an email. During breakfast, I became a little homesick for all of you. It seemed a good time for me to aim the camera back your way an snap a picture of all of you (top photo). It came out well, don't you think. There are one or two friends missing; they may have been out shopping at that moment.

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Lest anyone wonder, YES -- we're eating, before and after meals. Whether alone or together or gathered with a group, food begs our attention. Before boarding yesterday, we noticed a lady sitting across the room. After a moment I whispered, "She looks familiar." Dan said he had been thinking the same thing. He got up and crossed the room to greet the little woman. After telling her our thoughts,

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With 2012 rapidly advancing and our growing concerns that it's becoming too late, we're leaving today for a vacation. We haven't been away since September except for occasional trips to the cabin. This time, though, will be traveling without Sara Tuttle and Solo; they're already antsy as they see the luggage being dragged about and are becoming aware they'll be alone – again.This will be the

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Name: Kay HawkinsDate: 10/24/2011Age: 70Days Until: 1Type: BirthdayComment: Kay died October 25, 2008. She fought cancer throughout the year. Sister, Chris, and Bill cared for her, with Hospice Care assistance, for only four days following her return home from hospital care.

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Itinerary: Port Arrival Departure 1 Los Angeles, California 4:00 PM 2 Santa Barbara, California 7:00 AM 6:00 PM 3 At Sea 4 San Francisco, California 7:00 AM 10:00 PM 5 At Sea

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Happy Mother’s Day to the special Mom’s in my life. Why did God make mothers? 1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is. 2. Mostly to clean the house. 3. To help us out of there when we were getting born. How did God make mothers? 1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us. 2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring. 3. God made my mom just the same like he made me.

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Two-thirds of the trip is behind us. Now the best part; no blogging, no photos -- only visiting. Our day began with a few moments of whale-watching before we headed in to town. Once there, we looked for signs of the tsunami that reportedly made its appearance last month. There certainly is nothing that catches the eye. Oh, perhaps the streets appear a little bit washed. Otherwise, it's only a

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The highlight of my trip. After a shopping trip, followed by a good on board luncheon, we set off for Nawiliwili Town. The object, of course was JJ's Broiler. It's a pleasant, beach side eatery that we found several years ago. As mentioned in yesterday's blog, the Mango Passion is menu item for me. Mmmm. Of course, it's also delightful to just sit back and watch the surfers wipe out, the kids

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It was December when I had my last photo taken so I wanted this one made, just to show my latest haircut. Goes well with my Aruba shirt, don't you think? We scooted about quite a bit today, managing lots of planned shopping. At one place, the International Market, we enjoyed what seemed to be hundreds of shops nestled beneath an enormous banyan tree. Not only the shops caught our eye; we found

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Before entering the jungle, Danny thought it would be good to wear camouflage. What he wanted to hide from in all the lush vegetation is anyone's guess. At first, it really didn't seem all that effective. But, in the second picture (above), just look how well that vegetative lush actually was hidden. All he needs to complete the outfit is a camouflage cap. A couple years ago we began our two-man

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Fortunately, when the mind is dazzled, words penned earlier fill the void. Here's one from the archives. On Sighting It comes from all directions, Left and right, High and low. The press of laughter, hopes and dreams To cancel those we know. That frigate, there, that follows us, Loops and soars, Tests the wind. One morsel at a time enough To guide the agile wing.  ~Donn Coon, December 2006

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We've been waiting since December to learn whether Sapphire Princess could deliver when it comes to our vacations' premier delight - their famous Chocolate-Chocolate Chip Cookies. Within minutes of boarding (noon today) we had the answer. Now it's but a matter of keeping our little secret. Sapphire is one of the line's largest ships, and this opportunity may be among our last to experience her

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For about 20 years, BG's Cafe in old town Oxnard has been a favorite haunt. For fifteen of those years, they've haunted back! Alex has been serving me my favorite breakfast - BG's French Toast Combo - all this time. I used to say, "You sure can't get food like this on a Cruise Ship." I stopped saying that one day after Danny added, "Right. Not if they want to stay in the Cruise business." It was

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Wet? Tired? Ready to be home? Yes. Yes. And, yes. Now that our favorite cruise activity, Team Trivia, has played it's final match, we've said our 'Good Bye' to team mates Doris and Gil (New York), Ben, and Tina and Mark (Colorado). Our friend and crew member, Chad, called the last game. The sole remaining activity is to shuffle luggage into the corridor for later pickup, sleep through the night's

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We have a final couple to share with you. Cheryl and Pat, from near Fort Collins, Colorado, have been steady visiting buddies throughout the cruise. On the second day out, they learnt their dog had died, but since they're traveling with a wider family, they kept their chins up throughout. We are hoping their flight home is swift and safe.

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Lahaina, Maui Island, is the last of our Hawaiian port visits. Temperature is in the mid-80s, and much less humid than what we experienced yesterday on Kaua'i. We had one important thing to attend to in town, so we left the ship about 11 AM. It took shuffling and questioning to find our appointed spot; I'm convinced that everyone from here who knows how to give directions has left the island.

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We intend to close the BLOG at this point for this trip. Plans involve leaving Lahaina behind and going on vacation for the next few days. Maybe head for Ensenada. Who knows? We thought these pictures were worth sharing. The ship's food supplies must be nearly depleted, and before beginning the eastward crossing, our meat supplies are being refreshed. One was offloaded because it seemed to be

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Kaua'i is called the Garden Isle for a very good reason. This little gem is practically the definition of 'green'. There's a bit of dispute, though, over the slogans one hears here and at the big island of Hawai'i. Hilo tends to boast the World's greatest number of days with rainfall annually while Kaua'i claims to be the "wettest place on Earth - with more than 450 inches of rain each year".

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Hawai'i, rather - the Hawai'i experience, is somewhat different for every visitor. The lore, the histories, the panoramas, the music ... so many aspects from which one may lay personal claim to remembering these beautiful islands. One year we enjoyed close-up views of the active volcanoes on the big island of Hawaii. Another was spent chilling with friends and visiting the Honolulu Symphony.

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Was hoping to find something in light color, cool fabric. Something to wear on formal nights onboard. Didn't find it here.

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None of that 'Food-4-Less' or 'Valu Plus' stuff. These guys are open for business!

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Nearly across the street from Honolulu's Trinity Broadcasting studios stand a reasonable icon.

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So far, this is the only SPAM we've found. It was in the window of a tiny shop in Chinatown. The shop owner was concerned when he saw the camera and wouldn't allow me to take this picture.

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After 5 days of crossing, we arose early this morning to help bring Golden into the Hilo Cruise Port. It had been overcast throughout the night and as we passed our landmark, Uncle Billy's Hilo Bay Resort (second photo). The moment we tied up at the pier, however, the sun broke through to begin a warm and muggy day. The third picture (above) is to prove that one of us did step onto dry land. We

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I spent 20 minutes in high anticipation at this Hilo crosswalk sign today. Then, Danny came along and explained what "Flashing" meant. Tomorrow: Honolulu!

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We are only a couple hundred miles from the big island. Closing the last sea day before reaching Hilo tomorrow, passengers find plenty to keep them busy, but not so busy as to dull their enthusiasm for going ashore in the morning. We have already rehearsed our paces for town, decided upon the shops to visit and a favorite spot to stop for lunch, so finishing out this evening is all we need to

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With. It's what everybody wants ... Being WITH, not being alone, So, this is what I'm stuck WITH? Good Sunday, everyone. Blessings on all talented musicians providing music for worship today.

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Friday, as we promised ourselves, finds warmer air and a beautifully placid ocean. Our schedules today nearly matched yesterday's, with Danny up and at 'em early and me up in dreamland until nearly 11. Once outdoors, though, the first hints of the tropics grabbed our enthusiasm. That made it comfortable for reading in the area we call the 'back porch' (second photo). I brought one of those

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After leaving Oxnard, the Wednesday trip to the port was quick and clean. We made the drive, unloaded luggage, parked, boarded Golden Princess and reached the stateroom - all within two hours. At first it felt like home. Familiar ship surroundings, it was easy to settle back and think forward about the two weeks this will be home. We stepped aftward for coffee and people watching. Immediately we

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A friend wrote so beautifully about his first Wedding Anniversary on his Facebook page today, it seemed fitting to repeat it here. 365 days ago the most important people in my life witnessed me marry the most important PERSON in my life. A whole year of happiness has flown by and my love for Elizabeth Berry has grown more and more each of those days. Even after all this time, I still can't

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This article is pasted from a BLOG, Fed Up American, Monday, August 30, 2010. The writer's name is not known. Original URL: http://fedupamerican07.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-is-going-to-happen.html It IS Going To Happen While you’re sitting there listening to Limbaugh, or watching Beck – while you’re carrying a mis-spelled placard around with words like No amnety! or Make English our Offical

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So - this is Father's Day. It's a day when we think of the great wisdom, the strengths -- and, maybe, any imperfections or failures our fathers represent. My Dad is gone, yet each Father's Day is an opportunity to reflect upon and celebrate the good, the bad and the ugly that wiggle around in my memories of him. I'm sure my Dad failed often. I'm just as sure he would be the first one to tell you

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by Donn Coon Margarita Villa was the virtual center of holiday activity this Sunday at the Harbor in Ventura. All showplaces and eateries were packed throughout the day with what seemed like the county's entire population. What one quickly discovered, however, were the high hopes of visitors to be at or near the place our own Champagne Sunday was to appear. The wise trend, of course, was

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In Facebook: Donn Coon Nearly midnight here. Just rode out a nice, 10-second rolling earthquake. Now to see the news of where it was centered. Roni Depue ok give me the info now and i'll read in th emorning, going to bed now Donn Coon Turns out SUPER MILD: Magnitude 2.6 - Channel Islands Region - Calif - 11:53:03 PM. That's oceanic, approx 7 miles south of where I'm sitting. REF: http://

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It's helpful to keep track of cruises, especially when bragging about them to other passengers one meets along the way. And, when not bragging, it's good to have a record for one's old memory. Here's the tally as of now: 01 ms Veendam (Alaska, May 2000) 02 Vision of the Seas (Mexico, Dec 2002) 03 Regal Princess (Panama Canal, Dec 2004) 04 Regal Princess (Mexico, Oct 2005) 05 GTS

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We had planned to do some shopping together in Ensenada during the final port call of this cruise. As most would have expected, there would be trinket shopping and a stop at Hussong's before searching a modicum of contraband. Being laid up just a bit, we decided that I would stay on the ship while Danny did the carousing in town. He knows the way, the targets and the right prices. So, off he

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Since leaving Lahaina on Monday, the crossing back to Mainland has been relatively quiet onboard. New acquaintances are now old friends, best places to eat have been revisited, and show venues repeated. No new photos to share. No new adventures to lie about. Today (Friday) is the last sea day before reaching Encenada tomorrow, and the night-long slip back to Los Angeles Sunday morning. Of

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Today's visit to Lahaina, Maui Island, was as delightful and fun as we had hoped. Good thing, because this is the last we will see of Hawaii until December, and good times are so much easier on the memory. Poor Danny. I shopped, and I shopped ... every jewelery store I passed. I finally found my ruby! I coddled it, I "Oooh-ed" and I "Aaaah-ed" over it, I tried it on - repeatedly - although it

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The last time we were here at Nawiliwili, we used a rental car to visit western and northernmost parts of Kauai Island. This time, if we leave the ship at all, it will be later this afternoon, possibly making a call to replenish our wine and to locate a newspaper. Satellite television delivery has been weak throughout the trip, and we are a bit out of touch with the world and national news. For

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Berthed, as so many times before, immediately next to Aloha Tower, Honolulu. This day has proven to be exhausting, to say the least. It started with our stroll along the decks of the ship and it ended with tons of memories. Read on ---

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Come to think of it, throughout our lives there often tends to be a person or two who, through seeming simple circumstances, become a milestone in our lives. Today, I reconnected with one of my milestones. Following a civil-service job with the U. S. Army, David and Lucy Vargas moved with their four sons from the mainland to Honolulu about three years ago. After a number of years of touch and go

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Friday evening's (yesterday) showroom entertainment was ... nearly indescribable. Welsh singer and comic Diane Cousins filled the room to capacity for two shows. We attended the late show. Cousins appeared virtually alone on stage, with orchestra nearly hidden in the misty background. For nearly an hour, she had us feeling the gamut of awe; between songs, her banter kept us gripping our seats to

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Later this afternoon we headed eastward from downtown Honolulu, passing into and through Waikiki's long row of uppity hotels. Then came Waikiki Beach's stretches of human skin. Resembling the flags of every nation, the hoard was made up of all age groups, all sizes (read: ALL sizes) and colors. We stopped when we reached the eastern stretch of Waikiki Beach, where hundreds of artists display

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I promised pictures we hadn't done before, and here are a few. Hilo's Farmer's Market: only one section was open today. It's been raining and shoppers from the cruise ship are sparse. At the moment, just the two of us among locals who shop there anyway. We noticed something that's not seen too often. The posts with crossing signal buttons include a second button, mounted low down, for use by

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Vista Lounge, Golden Princess: 1 year ago last December, about 3:00 one morning, I stole into this showroom, to its control room, to lift a disc from a CD drive. You see, no other location on this ship was playing Hawaiian music, and it was a cruise to Hawaii. I liked what I heard in this room one afternoon, so I wanted to obtain a copy for myself. I took the disc to my stateroom, made a copy of

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Tuesday was Formal Night. Blah! When ever we dress for Formal Night, upon making new acquaintances and being asked where we live, we like to say, "just above Malibu." That avoids quizzical looks that seem to wonder: "Didn't think gentlemen from Oxnard ever dressed up." Or, "Gentlemen from Oxnard take cruises." Or, "Gentlemen? From Oxnard?" We entered slightly warmer weather today. It was still

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Scuttled up to the Skywalker Lounge just before dinner to see what was happenning. Remembered some pleasant get-togethers there in December of 2008. Also remembered one queer sign that I photographed back then. Sneaked around to locate it (in a staff only area) to see if it had ever been changed. Nope. It's exactly as I saw it. Still makes me think: I should work for Princess to edit such signs

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Danny had a brief photo-op moment with the ship's Captain. Second full day at sea is a bit warmer, but we have not yet reached that 'tropics' feel we love so much. I suspect that will be tomorrow afternoon, and we'll start watching the western horizon for signs of islands during the lapss we take around the ship's Deck 7 hiking path. Finding various couples to join in with Team Trivia, to

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Taking dessert on Lido Deck usually helps extend the evening's Dining Room experience. Maybe, at times, it helps one to forget, as well. There's no need mentioning last evening's meal. Gastronomes would become sick. So, the Fettuccine Alfredo with Baked Chicken Breast will not be described. As you may remember having heard, there have been times that enemies worked out their grievances using

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Since this cruise was first booked, the first thing on my agenda was to grab a couple of this line's famous Chocolate, Chocolate-Chip cookies. OK. Been there. Done that. We left home at 9:30 and had breakfast at Henri's Cafe. Not caring much for Buffet Breakfast onboard ships, Danny was concerned about having one last breakfast before leaving. I keep reminding him that his hopes are set too

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All who knew that gentle voice, Or shared the timid wave, Knew the source of light within– The reason she was brave. No one heard the voice that day Her Journey sought repose. She slipped away, then softly said "Goodbye" with but a rose. Etta's rosebush struggled through the winter she was taken ill. When she died, the bush lifted this single blossom as her "Farewell" to those

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      Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune--without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me. ~~ Emily Dickinson

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It's the day for packing, for good-bye, for remembering those last-moment things one wants to do before closing out an adventure. One of those things is getting in on the last laughs and fun things that help to make one's time memorable. Take bidding old Harry a pleasant journey back to his Colorado. And there's cheering on Wendy and Jared during their 'scrapheap' boat race at the swimming pool.

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The final formal evening of this trip is behind us. Well, some will stay uppity until late, but we've doffed the duds and settled in. We will gain back one of the hours stolen from us during the voyage - going to Eastern Time Zone during the night. Above are shots of some new acquaintances. At top is (r. to l.) wistful Wendy, her son Jared and her father Aubrey. Wendy has been a real and

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First must report: Danny did make it back to the ship. Yeah, sure -- in time for cocktail hour.  (Let's just say he didn't do too badly during his 2-1/2 hours at the Orangestad casino.) So - it's bedtime for him, and my time to play myself tired. Decided to try to photograph the stateroom interior from outside our window. Not too good a shot. (Notice Dan, all naked and comfy, in lower right.)

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Every bit the delight we expected. Orangestad's shops begged us to drop in, and we dropped all over the place. Of course, we dropped some money here and there, but who's counting? The stores are so uppity, who could resist? Weather is nearly perfect -- about 90 degrees and windy when we left the ship. It warmed up as the breeze settled down, so it was nice to get back to the ship. One problem

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Our stateroom is one of only two on Coral's Deck 8 at the extreme aft of the ship. In this shot, Danny's waving from the nearly private deck just outside our room's window. G'Bye, Cartegena. Next update will be tomorrow - from Aruba.

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Not yet at the equator, Cartegena is far enough. Really warm and humid air kept our land visit short. We did enjoy a shady spot where we located a guy who had several beautiful macaws. That made the trip for me. Has to ... with refrigerator magnets selling for $20-upward. Playing with the parrots, priceless.

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During previous transits we ran about our ships, grabbing photos of every detail to provide slide shows for back home. This time it seemed we should play the parts of 'old hats', and sit out the snapshot bit. So, we are now about half-way through the Canal and, after making nearly 60 new photos today, only four are selected to share. (Probably no photos at other end - they'd just look like the

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Oh. Lookit! It just burst into periphery This early morning. At first I thought it was a little bird Bobbing 'round the bright lamp Then, no. Not a bird. But the biggest bug of its size I'd ever seen. In two, three swipes I held it it in my hand. Oh. Lookit! I caught a moth today. -- Donn Coon

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It's quite an ordeal to visit Panama City from a cruise ship. One must use tenders from ship to Puerto Amador, a man-made clustering of islands off one side of a huge bay, then taxi around that bay to reach the city. There's lots to do and see, though. We enjoyed a shopping mall that, fortunately for us, was well air conditioned. Before returning to the ship we took a stroll through a wooded

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Since we had to use bibs and tuckers this evening, photos seemed in order. We tried numerous perspectives, shooting one another with relative glee, before heading off to the stateroom.

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Whether through miscalculation or misunderstanding, we erred in announcing a visit today at Panama City. We've an entire day to consume whilst sliding past the upper portion of Panama. That means that one sad event is in store for this evening ... a Captain's Circle cocktail party before a second Formal Night in the dining room. The daytime, though, can be dedicated to some otherwise

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Our group joined us to re-visit this tired and HOT portlet, a happy time only because we coaxed a great smile from Danny.  Who couldn't smile after checking out Fruity Monkey Poop from the Costa Rica Cashew Company. Only one hour of the heat chased us back to the ship, though we needed to return early for a brief meeting with Al Katz, a comedian acquaintance who is leaving the ship at this port

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There's perspective in what's taken place in the last 24 hours. Nothing worthy of a photo, but that's not to say happenings aren't noteworthy. D&D Shuffleboard Tourney 09: Requiring two evenings (approx. 1 hour, 23 minutes total) to complete the first game set, late night shuffleboard has never been more fun. Sea spray and winds did not deter either player. At the end of the first evening, D was

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We bird watched, bird listened, and bird photographed. Had a Margarita, bought trinkets. Melted. Great visit to Huatulco, albeit too short, as always.

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This southern port in the Mexican Rivera archipelago is one of our favorites. We concern ourselves that commercialism will spoil this town, as well may happen it time. For now, it's Old Mexico, frozen for us to enjoy. My favorite spot is a town park where one can see dozens of varieties of birds, or at least hear them if they cannot be spotted. Always inviting. Which, by the way, is happening

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Possibly the best thing about Acapulco is leaving. No, truly. For today, it's leaving the tremendous heat for the cool of the sea. On other visits our ships have left shortly before midnight, when this city offers as spectacular a light display as any we've seen.

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Arriving Acapulco approx. 8:00 AM, no matter which way it's viewed. Already, the temperature is 98-degrees, and humidity is unbearable. That factor, plus our distaste for the hustling hawker gauntlet on shore, we are pleased to remain on board the ship throughout the day.

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No matter our prejudices, Acapulco remains a gem for viewing from many perspectives.

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The trip to Cabo San Lucas has been as pleasant as we can have made it for ourselves. Still have no winning streaks at Trivia or Shuffleboard. Dan did do well in the casino on the first night out. Now the hoard has gone ashore and we're enjoying a restful several hours at anchor here in the harbor of Los Arcos.

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Tuesday, December 20 - first of three Formal Evenings for this cruise. We met a number of interesting people today. One stands out. Wendy is traveling with her 93-year-old father and her 33-year-old son. They are residents of Pollack Pines, in the Sierras. Wendy has been a writer and a bit of a schmooze in political circles. Interesting stories, whether truth or fiction. Our first visit to the

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As we enjoyed our coffee on the front porch yesterday at home, the night's rains drenched everything around us. Such a great condition to leave behind. Throughout the night, our ship followed a narrow, windy mountain road that led us to today's straightaway. As we enjoy our coffee on this front porch, everything around us remains drenched.

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Snugly onboard, emergency instructed and coffee'd. Dan's unpacking whilst I set up email connectivity. So far, the network connection from the stateroom is pretty darned good. Dan reminds me that tomorrow and the next day may not be so good - usually slow to nothing in vicinity of Cabo San Lucas. Well - for now, or - after wine, it's dine, dine, dine.

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Nearly time for our friends to pick us up. Checking every last detail before closing the last suitcase. There's just one problem.

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October 28, 2009 We were saddened to hear Tracy had passed away. She was a delight to know - always smiling, with a twinkle in her eyes. I recall sitting at poolside with her and a small group of neighbors one sunny afternoon. I told the story of Donn going skydiving on his 50th birthday. Tracy lit right up and said she wanted to do that for her 80th birthday. I didn't take her seriously at

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On Oct. 25, the world lost a most incredible woman. Evelyn Tracy Russell Stout was a dancer, welder, machinist, pioneer, and adventurer but more importantly she was our mother, our grandmother and our great-grandmother. Tracy was born in Kansas City, Kansas Feb. 18, 1924 to Bertha Margaret Bell Russell and Undril Ulysses Russell. Tracy was born with a defective patenductus valve in her heart in

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We cannot say the ship is making a Bee-Line for San Diego; have you ever watched a bee that's going somewhere?Enjoying last day fun, though. Lots of lengthy conversations with new friends whilst wishing there was more time to become acquainted.d

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We did our best to visit Loreto, B.C. today. The area was hit duringrecent hurricanes. We had wondered whether we could find a restaurant wevisited last March. Found - OK. Other places gone.

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We learned today an interesting facet of memory. Some travelers share that one's first cruise ship experience is always their best. Subsequent cruises, when compared with the first, often do not measure up. With nine years, several cruise lines and many ships now in memory, today's return to that ship first enjoyed in 2000 finds it looking, surprisingly, just like all the others. One memory of

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The Pictures say it all ...(Click any photo for enlargement.)

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Quoting Friedrich Nietzsche: "The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends." To that, I add: Tell your own story. Do not rely on your friends, your family or others relating your experiences to define who you are.

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It's the birthday of William Shawn, born William Chon in Chicago (1907), who worked at The New Yorker for 54 years, and was the editor for 35. He was small, with big ears, and he spoke in a high, mild voice, always considerate. When he sat at his desk his feet barely touched the ground. He was extremely shy and he never discussed his personal life. He didn't give interviews or pose in

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MindWalker enjoys discovering simple truths hidden within more sophisticated concepts. Consider: Light, traveling at a speed much greater than the speed of sound, is like our first impressions of the people we meet. Wait until they speak before deciding if they're a diamond in the rough, or a rough in the diamond.

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MindWalker checks Facebook about twice a day, My interest in Twitter now fallen away. One-Forty letters just don't fit my wit - so, With one final tweet, I will Quitter my Twit.

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Either I am soaking in serendipity or sulking in disconsolation. Houseflies are not at all common in this part of the world. Children, never having seen a fly, often must have them explained to them. Today, whilst enjoying a coffee by the pool, one of those rare beings stopped for a visit. What caused the only fly in the county to zero in? Did I find it, or did it find me?

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