Look what I found hanging on the cruise ship walls!
Now where’s the mayonessa?
Monthly Archives: March 2014
Nicholas makes it up to me
I guess Nick got word of my unhappiness over being left behind so on formal night he took me with him as a date.
See that wasn’t so bad. I’m a very cultured and well behaved bear.
I made him also get me ice cream afterwards for a good measure.
Meet my towel buddies
Agung and Martin made me towel buddies every night. How nice. I guess they thought I needed the company since Nick and Pokin LEFT me in the room ALONE every night when they had dinner. Four course meals. Without me. I ate their bedtime pillow chocolates in revenge. That’s right.
Well at least I have towel buddies.
Next port, Puerto Vallarta
New day, new port. Hola Puerto Vallarta.
I don’t know what I expected of this place aside from beaches and beach resorts.
Resorts: Check.
Beaches: Check.
Well I got all that. And Walmart.
Apparently Walmart is a popular named bus stop route in Puerto Vallarta. It’s a BIG DEAL. So many buses stop there. And it’s the go-to place for people aboard the cruise ship to stock up on Doritos. So many people came out of that Walmart with Doritos. Almost makes me want some.
Aren’t we lucky the Walmart was right across from where our boat was docked?
Inconsiderate laundry people
This one time, I was on a cruise boat, waiting with my best bear bud in the sweltering self-serve laundry room because some awful lady left her clothes in the dryer so we couldn’t put our clothes in.
We waited for over 40 minutes before we finally took her laundry out and put it in the laundry basket.
For extra unpleasantness, one of her underwear ended up in our laundry pile. Ewww.
More Mazatlan
Post cheesecake, we ventured away from the blue line <gasp!>
through the city
and towards the water.
The water looked pretty nice.
We had some moments on the Malecon (boardwalk.)
We even saw a ship named the Titanik.
That name didn’t seem that great for a boat. Why not just call the boat “Please Sink Me Now“? I’m happy our boat’s got some boring name like the Veendam. Wait, what does that name mean anyway in Dutch?
Insider tips to cheesecake
Since Nicholas actually booked us on a retirement cruise, we really stood out quite a bit for being somewhat younger.
That made it somehow easy for us to meet and get to know the entertainers on board.
See, the keyboard player and I are best friends already:
That’s Ashley and Nick and Marino. I liked that both Ashley and Nick were from Canada. But they didn’t recognize me as their Winter Olympics mascot. Minus points for that.
But they let me play in the band. Ok extra points for that. They were pretty good and I liked to sit and hear them sing. So points for that too.
During our port call to Mazatlan, we were told by another awesome performer, Michael Bragg that the must-go place for wifi + cheesecake was Allegro. So we went to find said famed cafe.
Nicholas worked. I ate cheesecake.
Good deal.
Good cheesecake.
Welcome to Mazatlan, sister city of Disneyland
Now I understand that Mexico has been getting a bad rep for crime and safety, and that Mazatlan and Puerto Vallarta were both on the watch list.
What I didn’t expect was what the locals decided to do to combat it.
They basically posted people everywhere to make sure you couldn’t get lost. And then they didn’t let you get lost.
First there was the free and compulsory shuttle.
That got you to the gate.
Then they stationed volunteers at every block.
And added a blue line for you to follow directly into town.
The policia even said hello and good morning. They never say hello.
So you couldn’t get lost, you couldn’t go off track, and if you did the policia and volunteers were already there to guide you back. Reminds me a little of the happiest place on earth – Disneyland.
Photo proof my best bear bud can be kind of a jerk
So we’re in Cabo and we decided to walk to the beach.
Upon arrival to said beach I decided that I wouldn’t partake in sunbathing nor any ocean frolicking. As a spirit bear with already a very lovely golden fur, I didn’t need to get my tan on to look awesome. I also realized it was a devious ploy on Nicholas’ part to force me to take a shower later if I got even a speck of sand or a drop of sea water on myself.
So I tell Nicholas no thanks and I go back inside the backpack for a warm nap when suddenly Nicholas urges me to come out and check out the view – which I oblige — only to see a bird gunning at me full speed.
YOU try having that happen and not lose your footing.
So that jerk Nicholas “saves” me by grabbing me by the foot. Then proceeds to leave me hanging there. Literally. For many moments.
That was not cool Nicholas. There’s going to be payback.
It’s spring break!
YEAH YEAH! PARTY! BOOZE!! I MEAN MOCKTAILS! GIRLS IN BIKINIS!
Yep, we’re in Cabo during that time of the year.
