Well, I’d like to say I’ve been cruising since I last posted, but that just isn’t the case- except in my dreams. If you’ve turned on the news lately, then you know Boston is currently buried in a mountain of snow. South Boston is especially a disaster. My commute is now an absurdly expensive Uber ride or a public transportation nightmare. Either way, I have to leave my house over an hour before I need to be at work just to ensure the two-mile adventure doesn’t cause me to be late. The bright side to now being single again is that when I finally make my way home some nights almost two hours after leaving the office, it is perfectly respectable to have chips and salsa or cheese and crackers for dinner.
I could go on and on about the ridiculousness that is winter right now (and maybe I will at some point) but for now I’ll leave you with some pictures from my sunshine-filled week earlier this month.
We spent our days swimming with dolphins in Cozumel, snorkeling off a catamaran in Roatan, hanging out with stingrays and turtles in Grand Cayman and cave tubing in Belize. We spent our nights in the casino bar where our friend who worked on the ship was performing nightly with her band (80s night was my favorite) and our late nights in the crew bar having $1 beers. Trust me, I was tempted to hide once we got to port in Miami so I wouldn’t have to go home.
And yes, I did catch the Patriots Superbowl win in the middle of the ocean on a giant screen above the pool deck.
Can I go back, please?