<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:47:53.119-08:00</updated><category term='Caribbean Princess'/><category term='Coki Beach'/><category term='Rome'/><category term='Grenada'/><category term='Hospital'/><category term='Windsor'/><category term='Crown Princess'/><category term='Southern Caribbean Cruise'/><category term='Dominica'/><category term='Aruba'/><category term='Bonaire'/><category term='United Airlines'/><category term='American Airlines'/><category term='Snorkeling'/><category term='Coral World'/><category term='US Airways'/><category term='St Thomas'/><category term='San Juan'/><title type='text'>Marty &amp; Barbi</title><subtitle type='html'>The comings and goings of the family of Marty and Barbi Langton Cooper, our 7 kids, and 6 grandkids. We are much too young to have grandkids...but I guess that is life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-2556910613855543052</id><published>2011-01-18T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T08:31:39.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year, New Obsessions, More Work</title><content type='html'>I now find myself being responsible for 2 blogs. &lt;a href="http://focusonfuntravel.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://focusonfuntravel.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and this blog.  Since the other is more focused on our little travel agency, I'll try to be better at using this space to devote to the family, though I can just imagine there will be some overflow...LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Only 32 days til we sail on the CArnival Splendor to the Mexican Riviera...as a family!  The kids are excited about this, but I need it more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Last night we had a great little get together with the Hiatt Family, who are spread out all over the U.S. right now.  Mom and Dad in Colorado, one son in AZ, a daughter in D.C (Dang!... she was not there), and another son in No. Utah.  But it was fun being the facilitators for a family reunion right in our living room.  Pizza from Papa Murphy's and Caffeine Free Pepsi!  Awesome dinner, Good conversation.  Thanks Kelly, Lori, Bryant, Shane, and Erin...and kids!  We love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-2556910613855543052?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/2556910613855543052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=2556910613855543052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/2556910613855543052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/2556910613855543052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-obsessions-more-work.html' title='A New Year, New Obsessions, More Work'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-4719097838463213978</id><published>2010-04-16T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:52:58.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe - So Close</title><content type='html'>15 Days, 16 minutes until we board the Crown Princess for a repositioning cruise that leaves Fort Lauderdale on May 1, spends 8 days at sea before arriving at Gibraltar. From there, it is on to Alicante and Barcelona Spain, Marceille France, Florence and Rome Italy are the last stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to spend a couple extra days in Rome, scootering around and seeing the sites. To say we are trunky is an understatement.  This will be a trip to remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-4719097838463213978?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/4719097838463213978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=4719097838463213978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/4719097838463213978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/4719097838463213978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2010/04/europe-so-close.html' title='Europe - So Close'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-956262412323670880</id><published>2010-03-25T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T12:42:18.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windsor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crown Princess'/><title type='text'>The Next Adventure</title><content type='html'>I could say--37 days til our next adventure, when in fact, it really is only 7 days. We are taking the kids, and leaving the responsible ones at home, on a 7 day adventure to Northern California for Spring Break. This is our first time using points from Wyndham to stay at a condo in Windsor, California...in the heart of Sonoma County. Because of its location, we had to invite our dear friends up the street, the Lowes, to go with us, since that is their old stomping grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is to visit San Francisco for a day, visiting Alcatraz and Fisherman's Wharf. Another day will be visiting the Redwoods in the area. Another day, the Jelly Belly Factory and Sonoma Cheese factory. There will also be some down time, enjoying a book, swimming in the pool, and perhaps, a coastal fishing trip. We considered a wild pig hunt, but...maybe that's too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have a full van, taking Kevin and another friend. On the way there, we do plan to stop briefly, so Krista can have her picture taken by the city sign of Roseville. That'll be a scrapbook moment. Thankfully, David Sirstins in serving in Rosewood, farther north in the Roseville mission, so no worry of "accidental" visitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those lost by that comment, Krista is waiting for a missionary! Strange, but not uncommon in our family. Krista met David when she was nannying for my cousin Beth in Virginia a couple years ago. They only met, I think, once? At a church Dance?? Krista knows how to make an impression, cause several months later, he found her on facebook, which slowly started the long distance relationship. At least Krista is older than Holli was when she did the same thing with Steve...silly girls of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in desperate need of a break, and this is part one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 - Barbi and I are leaving from Fort Lauderdale May 1, on the Crown Princess, for a 14 day cruise, transatlantic (Roman Crossing); With stops in Gibraltar, Alicante Spain, Barcelona Spain, Marceille France, Florence Italy, and finally ending in Rome Italy. We'll spend 2 days there before flying home. This is our first trip to Europe, and I am so excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-956262412323670880?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/956262412323670880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=956262412323670880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/956262412323670880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/956262412323670880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2010/03/next-adventure.html' title='The Next Adventure'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-3007691854778930334</id><published>2009-11-17T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:47:10.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snorkeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Juan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caribbean Princess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Airlines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dominica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coki Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Caribbean Cruise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='US Airways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='United Airlines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St Thomas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coral World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grenada'/><title type='text'>Southern Caribbean Cruise Nov 8-15 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb_7OVPkMI/AAAAAAAABMg/myvrhHWLxiE/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406289795629420738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb_7OVPkMI/AAAAAAAABMg/myvrhHWLxiE/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we go again. I think most of you know that Barbi and I are hooked on cruising. This one we have had planned since July 2008, so it was a long time coming, but it came and now..sad sad (sniff sniff) has gone. We were truely blessed to have join us our son Kevin, and his friend Wade. Our good friends from the western Caribbean cruise in '07, Matt and Cami Vail. My parents, Norm and Beverley Schiffman, and my aunt and uncle, Rollin and Vi Mleynek, who also went with us to Alaska last year. On the cruise, as part of a group we put together through our little travel agency, was our friend Stacy and her family. We ran into them a couple times, including our adventure in Aruba to find snorkel gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our trip this time started with flying to San Juan, Puerto Rico, a challenge in itself from Salt Lake City. Along with mom and dad, and Kevin, who would drive the van home, then would leave himself for the same trip later, at midnight; we left the house at 6:30am. We picked up Matt and Cami at 6:55, got to the airport by 7:30, got checked in. This first leg to Denver, on a United (Skywest) flight, on a CRJ700 regional jet, was to be the beginning of a trip to never forget. We boarded, closed the doors, were pushed out, then the announcement came that the wing flaps were not working, and that someone was coming to see if they could fix the problem. Well, it did not get fixed, so we de-planed and hoped for something good to happen. Lucky for us, our ship did not leave until the next day (Sunday Nov 8), so we should be able to get there somehow. Almost as soon as we got off, someone paged us, and got us on a totally different airline (American), with only one plane change...DFW. We were scheduled to change planes twice..Denver and Washington D.C.., but this flight would not leave until about noon, so there we sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once on the plane to Dallas, we could feel the excitement start to build. We were on our way. The only real bump in the trip, which would take 10 hours flight time, was a very observant and rule book following American Gate attendant in Dallas, who would not let me take my bag on-board, since it was fatter than what was allowed. Not only that, I had my bag, my camera, and the laptop (ooooh, 3 carry-ons). So I was forced to check my bag (Thankfully, we were not charged) for the final leg to San Juan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbi and I, Matt and Cami, and Norm and Bev arrived in San Juan at 10:45pm (Atlantic time..yes, 3 time zones). The air was warm and humid. We rented a minivan from Avis and headed off for the Hampton Inn and Suites. We had to do 3 or 4 u-turns to get there, as the streets of San Juan are not, in my opinion, driver friendly, unless you live there. I will say that the nightlife of San Juan, on a late Saturday night, is exuberant. Our hotel was situated next door to a cock fighting arena, and across the street from many cantinas and resorts. Police, it seems were taking care of situations everywhere. But our hotel was nice, quiet and clean. I would recommend it for anyone heading in that direction. I believe we all were in bed by somewhere close to 1am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning found us up at 7am to get ready for church. We found an english speaking ward on the island, for which we were hopeful to get to. Breakfast was sufficient and tasty, but not anything to get really excited about (biscuits and gravy, and scrambled egg circles). Most of the airline pilots stay at this hotel, cause there were many of them at breakfast. Matt and Cami did not wake up in time, so they missed our first "Shore Excursion" to church. Barbi, me and Mom and Dad, piled in the van. Again, I had to make a couple u-turns, but 45 minutes later, we arrived at church. A nice little ward building, open air, with 10 ceiling fans going, with the bench pews not bolted down (They moved when I sat down), but familiar none the less. The only odd thing we noticed, was that no one greeted us or welcomed us. After the service, we noticed a bus full of tourists leaving at the same time. I guess they are desensitized to having tourists show up on Sundays. Must be a very transient ward. At least we enjoyed the most important part of the service...sacrament.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After arriving back at the hotel, packing up, checking out, and meeting back up with Matt and Cami, we headed out to find the Wal-mart, which according to the map should have been about 3 miles away. After driving for more than 10 miles, making another U-Turn (I am never driving in San Juan again...I swear!), we settled for a K-Mart. Bought the few necessities we were in search for (echinacea, as Barbi was feeling a little cold coming on), we laughed and started for Old San Juan for some sight seeing. But first! Stop off at the cruise ship to drop off luggage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just driving up to the ship really got the juices flowing. We will be on board before sunset. And my oh my, the line to check in was 10 miles long..well, I exaggerate a bit. We paid a man to take the bags, hopped back in the van and drove up to Paseo de la Princesa, and very beautiful plaza in the heart of Old San Juan. The main focal point being the Raices ("Roots") Fountain.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMXfuAc5kI/AAAAAAAABGI/9Wd569MBNEI/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405189811468035650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMXfuAc5kI/AAAAAAAABGI/9Wd569MBNEI/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe you will notice, but everyone in this fountain is naked! The artist, Luis Sanguino, and architect Miguel Carlo, are depicting the history of the people of Puerto Rico, for the 500th Anniversary of the Columbus' New World discovery, by recognizing the Taino, Spanish, and African cultures, heritage, and influence. I have not been able to find more information on the inspiration for this fountain, but I can only imagine that we come from God in our birthday suit, so he loves us all equally the same. There is a family, a man riding a horse, a woman riding 2 dolphins, and cowboy singing and playing a guitar for a woman, and the woman in the middle looking toward heaven. I believe this fountain is really beautiful. Something for everyone to see. I hear the best time to experience this most romantic place is at sunset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was here we got a call from Kevin, who stated he was at the ship waiting to check in. Yeah! He made it! He did not see Vi or Rollin at the airport, so he and wade just headed on over. We next walked around the ocean shore to the San Juan Gate.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMZo--HN-I/AAAAAAAABGQ/Zc9eHazqYWY/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405192169663707106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMZo--HN-I/AAAAAAAABGQ/Zc9eHazqYWY/s200/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMaPMYcF6I/AAAAAAAABGg/s2vxieRQuac/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405192826098816930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMaPMYcF6I/AAAAAAAABGg/s2vxieRQuac/s200/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;The day is getting very warm and the&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405192461180580162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMZ589JsUI/AAAAAAAABGY/QEXdqrGB8Js/s200/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humidity is like, WOW! Thank goodness for a shade tree and water. This area is really beautiful. The city wall, built like a castle fortress, is very imposing and incredible. You can walk from Paseo de la Princesa all the way to El Morro, the national park fort that was built to protect San Juan and the harbor.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMbYayqucI/AAAAAAAABGo/RduNHv0EXnI/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405194084097374658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMbYayqucI/AAAAAAAABGo/RduNHv0EXnI/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The San Juan Gate, as seen below and left was closed at night to keep mauraders out of the city. This picture was taken from the slit in the wall of one of the many sentinal towers on the wall around the city. The doors in the gate are stamped with the date 1749. The waters in front of the gate are beautiful and inviting. Considering the heat of the day, I was tempted more than once to just jump. The neighborhood behind the gate is shady and clean. Climbing to the top of the wall gives a very nice view of the harbor, the old city, and along the wall. There are many other statues in the city, including one near the gate depicting a catholic priest and followers. The pitting in the metal reveals just how old this statue is.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMmvMXB8NI/AAAAAAAABGw/G4t-Z1L40sk/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405206569988255954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMmvMXB8NI/AAAAAAAABGw/G4t-Z1L40sk/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking back to the Paseo, we came upon an area filled with towering, very pointy and deadly looking metal thingy's. If someone would help in translating the picture below, maybe we all can find out what this area is really about:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMnicPMIEI/AAAAAAAABG4/vrTV4JKZX-I/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405207450423664706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMnicPMIEI/AAAAAAAABG4/vrTV4JKZX-I/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Crecimiento means Crescendo in music, meaning increase, or perhaps, getting to the apex or tip. At any rate, this area was awe inspiring fo&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMoxWMnA4I/AAAAAAAABHA/53j9L4Nopb4/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405208806011896706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMoxWMnA4I/AAAAAAAABHA/53j9L4Nopb4/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r me. From here, we toured the selling booths in the Paseo, Matt had a slushy, we drank cold water, admired the public restroom where you had to pay for toilet paper, and enjoyed the shade. Due to the heat, my mom was done pretty quick, and we all really felt the same, so we decided to head for the ship. Mom and Dad and Matt and Cami were dropped off, and Barbi and I took the car back to Avis, then caught a taxi back to the pier. Half way back, and this shouldn't be a surprise anymore, I discovered I left my Nikon D40 in the van under the drivers seat. Praying all the way back, and with the help of the manager of Avis, we located the car and I found my camera right where I left it. I like Avis in San Juan. Good choice. Others have told me nightmares about rental car companies here on the island. Checking in on Princess was a breeze. It took us maybe 30 minutes to checkin and pass through security, and find our way to stateroom R-514, on the Riviera deck, Deck 14...way up high. One level below the buffet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Above is a Royal Caribbean Ship (Grandeur of the Seas) coming into San Juan Harbor while we were at the gate. (RCCL! I have a few more if you want to buy them!) Our ship did not leave until 11pm, so we ate at the buffet, explored the ship a little, and waited for our luggage to arrive, which did not happen until about 9:30pm. Really late for what we are used to. When we went to Panama in April, our luggage arrived at our stateroom within an hour of us checking in. Our stateroom was spaceous. I really liked the layout. Sideways compared to the "normal" stateroom. Flat panel, LCD TV screens, lots of drawer and closet space, a nice desk for our laptop, so we could take advantage of wireless internet, a small fridge stoked with coke and sprite, robes for each of us. Kevin and Wade were one deck lower in Aloha 517, the rest of our crew were on the Emerald Deck, mom and Dad in E-303, Vi and Rollin in E-629, and Matt and Cami in E-230. Movies under the stars was Sunday night football. 3 different games. Rollin was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 1 - St. Thomas - U.S. Virgin Islands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being only about 50 miles from Puerto Rico, I am sure we did not take long to arrive, unless we putted along at 13 knots, which happened a few times. Thinking back, I believe that is what happened, as the seas seemed rough overnight. The slower we go, the more the ocean you seem to feel. The faster you go, the less you feel the waves. Interesting, huh?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMuhrcR2tI/AAAAAAAABHQ/654AKmb-v5Y/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405215133906623186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMuhrcR2tI/AAAAAAAABHQ/654AKmb-v5Y/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, we decided to get together outside the explorers lounge at 9:45am to meet our ride taking us to Coral World and Coki Beach for some fun and snorkeling. Rollin met me there to tell me that Vi had taken a fall at the stairs around the corner and that she was being attended to and would miss our excursion. I went outside to meet Barbi, Matt and Cami, Mom and Dad, and Kevin and Wade, we found our van and hopped inside. The driver took us up the mountainside through very narrow and winding streets, driving on the left side (That's what they do here..strange). What a beautiful island. Lush and green, Hot and Humid..expecting about 85 degrees with very high humidity. Coral world is a miniature sized sea world. Sea life exhibits outside, including sharks, stingrays, sea turtles, a couple large aquariums, and a building in the ocean that allows you to go below sea level and watch the natural sea life in the area. $21 admission to Coral World for the day. $29 if you want to include snorkel rental to enjoy at Coki Beach next door. I snorkeled, but Barbi wasn't up to it. Kevin and wade spent most of their time snorkeling, but we all enjoyed the exhibits.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMxGdwnHtI/AAAAAAAABHY/8oCHLFiz9bI/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405217964912221906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMxGdwnHtI/AAAAAAAABHY/8oCHLFiz9bI/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMxYF-v9lI/AAAAAAAABHg/LQR_JFmCVm8/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405218267766715986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMxYF-v9lI/AAAAAAAABHg/LQR_JFmCVm8/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For a little extra, you could swim with the turtles. The hermit crab to the left below was HUGE! I would find my own starfish like the one above later in Aruba! Cool. There were Iguanas roaming around. Norm fed one some beef jerky..too funny! There was a Lorikeet aviary that you could feed the birds, and a pen with local tortoises and ducks.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMzfQtWd-I/AAAAAAAABHo/8qtYo0lfGOk/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405220589928871906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwMzfQtWd-I/AAAAAAAABHo/8qtYo0lfGOk/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The snorkeling at Coki beach was awesome. Plenty of room to roam around the rocks. You could buy a dog biscuit on the beach and use it to feed the fish. They would literally swarm to get a bite of the biscuit. Kevin, Wade and I snorkeled over to the building that sits in the water at Coral World and swam down to the winto wave at the people inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heading back to the ship, we stopped at an overlook to take some pictures. I was able to get all of St Thomas Harbor, with our ship on the right side, and 2 other cruise ships on the left (See the picture at the top of the BLOG). In town, we stopped for a bit to find a license plate for Matt, who likes to collect them. Tonight was our first formal night. With my white shirt being out to be laundered, I was stuck with wearing my black flowered Aloha Shirt under my black suit jacket. I was still stylin. Barbi was absolutely beautiful in her blue blouse. All 10 of us fit around the dining room table and ate steak or lamb, pina coladas, and of course dessert! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRBVDab78I/AAAAAAAABH4/T3k_urGVEV8/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405517282700685250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRBVDab78I/AAAAAAAABH4/T3k_urGVEV8/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Vi was in a wheel chair, with a "boot" around her right ankle. They said it was broken, but were waiting for the review of the xray. This is the same ankle that she broke a couple years ago before our Alaska trip. But she was in good spirits. Ricky and Alfred were our waiters. They were so good, I talked with the manager and made sure we could have them every night at 5:30pm. No Problem. wink wink! Things to do tonight? We went to the Princess Theater for a welcome aboard preview of the singers and dancers and some of the acts that would be performing. Kevin and Wade went looking for girls in some of the nightclubs or the pools. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405512449946007426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 490px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwQ87v_7t4I/AAAAAAAABHw/STpJK_WZp3U/s400/DSC_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 2 - Dominica (Pronounced Domineecka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom and Norm and Vi and Rollin were scheduled to go on a shore excursion to Titou Gorge and the emerald pools, but with Vi unable to walk and mom feeling like she would not have the energy to go very far, they both decided to skip the formal tour and just hang close to the ship. So instead, barbi and I, along with Bev and Norm, went out of the ship and got a taxi to town and shop. As usual, the day was starting out hot and humid. Whew! We got out of the taxi, which let us off real close to the Carnival ship that was ported next to downdown (We were about 2 miles away), which put us smack in the middle of crowds of people. It is interesting that in this port, people are not hounding you to buy things from the souvenir stands, but taxi and tour operators are the aggressive people. Every few steps, "you want a tour?" "You need a taxi?" "I take you to see...." Crazy! The four of us decided to go into a shop that was down some steps where it would be cooler for a bit. Norm and I took the lead. No sooner than I had gone down the steps, when I hear Norm say, BEV! I turned around to find him trying to hold up my mother, who was in the grips of gravity coming down the stairs. As quick as I could, I stuck my hands out to keep her from hitting her head on the concrete steps, but she kept sliding down the steps. We finally got her stopped, when Norm again said, "She's broken her ankle!" We looked down to see her right ankle at a strange angle and the bone almost sticking through her skin. OH MY! We quickly got her in a sitting position, then started discussing what to do next. I went out to get a taxi back to the cruise ship. As we brought her out of the shop, the locals were crowding around and telling us she should go to the hospital. One woman was especially adamant about her going, almost accusing Norman of not being a responsible husband unless he allowed it. We finally agreed. A taxi driver picked up mom, with Norm crammed in the back seat, put her in reclined back, and sped off to the hospital. Later we would hear it was at what seemed 80mph, swerving to avoid other cars and pedestrians. When arriving at the hospital, the driver picked mom up out of the car and ran into the emergency room with her, leaving Norm to get out by himself. Barbi and I would walk to the hospital, through town, about 2-3 miles away. Because of this, we got a good view of the back streets of Dominica, but I never felt unsafe. We asked people at different times, how to get to the hospital, and they were nice to point us in the right direction, in english that was sufficient to understand.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRHWvA3KII/AAAAAAAABIA/L-E4D0jjy4U/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405523908654213250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRHWvA3KII/AAAAAAAABIA/L-E4D0jjy4U/s320/DSC_0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We found ourselves within a half mile of our ship, but heading up hill, past a school (Seen to the right here), some run down and nice houses, with gray water running from each house into the gutters, making the smell a little strange, but not as bad if it was sewage. Thankfully, we saw none of that.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRHgNEhJhI/AAAAAAAABII/N8kP-lCQ2bU/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405524071341434386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRHgNEhJhI/AAAAAAAABII/N8kP-lCQ2bU/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we rounded a corner, where there was a school for the blind, and we could see the hospital ahead of us. At first, the building looked nice, wouldn't you say so? -------------------------------------&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we got closer, our opinion changed. The windowd to the hospital rooms were open air, with&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405524222991250482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRHpCAptDI/AAAAAAAABIQ/JwZd3xoepGA/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slats to keep the rain out. There was a security station at the entrance, with 2 guards keeping watch of visitors and the parking lot.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRHwGnW8rI/AAAAAAAABIY/Nhu1NNfbslc/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405524344486425266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRHwGnW8rI/AAAAAAAABIY/Nhu1NNfbslc/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The grounds were relatively clean, though, with trees and plants all around. I went to a processing window and started to ask the nurse where Beverley Schiffman was. I could tell, though I spoke, she already knew who I was here to see. I guess that is not difficult when most of the people in this country look different physically than I do. I stand out! She took Barbi and I back to the emergency room where mom and Norm were. They had put her on a bed, with a boot under her ankle, and they were waiting to go for an X-Ray. The conditions of this room were unlike any I had ever seen. Blood stains on the curtains. Supplies everywhere, though most were in sealed bags, I did find a needle just sitting in a platic bucket on the counter. The only nice thing about this room was that it was air conditioned.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRLGMq7NuI/AAAAAAAABIg/J0OCf280nWE/s1600/DSC_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405528022604003042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRLGMq7NuI/AAAAAAAABIg/J0OCf280nWE/s320/DSC_0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We waited and talked about the incident. Second guessed ourselves for coming here. Wished that we all had taken that Shore Excursion, then we would not be in this mess.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRLMkmqI0I/AAAAAAAABIo/KcvJwiENplk/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405528132107772738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRLMkmqI0I/AAAAAAAABIo/KcvJwiENplk/s320/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Barbi remembered that I had brought consecrated oil, so Norm anointed and I gave mom a blessing. To make a long story short, after waiting for a couple hours, then having to pre-pay $60 for the X-Ray, then waiting again for another hour or 2 to find out the break was in 2 places and needing surgery. Then Barbi and I going back to the ship to work with them on helping us figure out the best solution, which turned out to be, get mom back on the ship and arrange transportation back to Utah from someplace other than Dominica, since there were no flights today. With Norm's hearing and having a hard time understanding the english of the locals, Barbi became the expert negotiator. Alex, from the Ship's staff, was instrumental in arranging with the port agent, the hospital, and much to her dismay and disagreement, the ships medical dr, in having mom back on board before leaving Dominica, casting the leg ($700), and getting some medication to east the pain that was now persistant for mom. In subsequent&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405531204991569410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRN_b_PzgI/AAAAAAAABI4/UMizcjy2lZI/s400/DSC_0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;investigation, we found that we would not be able to get mom home from any following port, any sooner than Saturday night, which is 24 hours sooner than staying on the shipand leaving from Puerto Rico on Sunday. So after much discussion, and now Barbi and Norm negotiating between Alex and the Dr (The Dr. wanted her off), we were able to keep her on-board to enjoy the rest of the trip as much as possible. Now, here is further proof that God watches over his children. 3 days before the trip, mom and Norman were given a cabin up-grade. The cabin they were put in was wheel chair accessable, making it larger than most, and a large space to put a wheel chair into the shower. WOW! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405537142260536802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRTZCCeleI/AAAAAAAABJQ/nfjTzLK22dk/s320/DSC_0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Though Dominica was a wash, we learned some valuable lessons. When on this island, make sure you take a shore excursion. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRTQYTeflI/AAAAAAAABJI/ypnVaO6zFUo/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405536993618591314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRTQYTeflI/AAAAAAAABJI/ypnVaO6zFUo/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The town and it's shops are not all that exciting. Take your ships daily newsletter with you, as it has emergency contact information for the port agent, who in this case was also very helpful in our case. Make sure you have purchased travel insurance. You just never know when something like this can and will happen. It is cheap peace of mind.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRTLUxRaiI/AAAAAAAABJA/KlrsagLFDBg/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405536906770475554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwRTLUxRaiI/AAAAAAAABJA/KlrsagLFDBg/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As Norm said later, be grateful for the excellent medical care and facilities you can visit everywhere in the U.S. They are a hundred times better, and the Dr's more qualified, than many parts in the world. Dinner was just 4 people, Barbi, Me, Matt, and Cami. The first full production of the Dancers and Singers, "So you want to dance." Lunch at the International Cafe in the Piazza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - Grenada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbi and I and Cami and Matt decided to head out together today. It is a short day in port, arriving at 7am and leaving at 2PM. As we left the ship, our first view was of a Celebrity Ship, the Millenium, which was in port with us. It is always a remarkable picture to have 2 huge floating cities side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwSslfx3LxI/AAAAAAAABJY/pmUQCGJFSjU/s1600/Hotel+Curtins+(182).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405635212937211666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwSslfx3LxI/AAAAAAAABJY/pmUQCGJFSjU/s320/Hotel+Curtins+(182).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we left the terminal, as usual, there were a host of taxi and tour operators. We had noticed as we left the ship, up on the hill, what looked like a fort. I thought it would be great to get up there...somehow. As I mentioned it, a voice from beside me said, "you can get there by taking that road over there, or the path up the mountain." &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwS1rcBdAqI/AAAAAAAABJg/ut6gX5iRaUU/s1600/Hotel+Curtins+(181).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405645210612728482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwS1rcBdAqI/AAAAAAAABJg/ut6gX5iRaUU/s320/Hotel+Curtins+(181).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A man was there offering us information. I clarified the directions, and we started walking. He walked with us. He started telling us about the city of St Georges, its history, and some of the sites. He spoke to me mostly, since I asked the question. We all knew immediately that he would be looking for money, but we went along with the program. St Georges turns out to be a relatively clean and interesting city. Once we reached the top of the hill to Fort George, we were treated to some fantastic views all around. There were cannons lined up facing the sea. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406260036157291026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swbk2_qLuhI/AAAAAAAABJw/w0w7DmJCgR4/s320/DSC_0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Underground tunnels with rifle ports in the walls. A basketball court where it is said that former Prime Minister, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbpIwXZuYI/AAAAAAAABKA/6LYHeIOWnmk/s1600/DSC_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406264739336141186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbpIwXZuYI/AAAAAAAABKA/6LYHeIOWnmk/s200/DSC_0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maurice Bishop, was executed, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwboVFszcJI/AAAAAAAABJ4/s5PyzcFiYnQ/s1600/DSC_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406263851709853842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwboVFszcJI/AAAAAAAABJ4/s5PyzcFiYnQ/s200/DSC_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while being tied to a basketball standard, prior to the U.S. Invasion in October 1983. Our ship was stationed at one port. On the otherside of the hill where the fort is, there is another port, with 2 more cruise ships, though smaller. what a beautiful view. From here, we walked down to the city. Here the streets were narrow, only wide enough for one vehicle. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406265519845138914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swbp2L_P4eI/AAAAAAAABKQ/qV5VxnI-yzo/s320/DSC_0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We toured a church/school, which was damaged from 2 hurricanes several years ago, and is still being used, but with no roof. we then walked through the biggest spice shopping area around. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbrMeHxHLI/AAAAAAAABKY/JmFwEY-NIwY/s1600/DSC_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406267002181459122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbrMeHxHLI/AAAAAAAABKY/JmFwEY-NIwY/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was in heaven, smelling the nutmeg and cloves. I just had to get my hand on a bag of nutmeg, still covered with mace, and a bottle of pure vanilla. Sweet! Mom and Norm did manage to get off the ship for a short time, but Norm was not impressed with the shopping mall outside the ship, which, Oh My gosh, was cool and loaded with everything. If only those nutmeg trees also grew money I could get my hands on. We snacked at the international cafe. Put on our suits and went to the pool to sit and watch Mama Mia on the movies under the stars screen. The outside air temperature has been so warm, the pool wasn't much cooler, but still nice to hang out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406267743659627762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swbr3oV8FPI/AAAAAAAABKg/iHPQ9KsrjfA/s400/DSC_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 4 - Bonaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406272582218957554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbwRRYYQvI/AAAAAAAABKo/pgzxZtWfFoA/s400/DSC_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We arrived in Bonaire late today, 11 am, which gave us a good opportunity to have breakfast in the dining room. We were able to get mom and Norm, Vi and Rollin to join us there at 8:30. Having breakfast here is so much more relaxing than in the hectic area of the buffet. after breakfast, Barbi and I headed up to deck 8, to watch our approach from the very front of the ship. This area is really awesome. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbwuGGGxYI/AAAAAAAABKw/PiNTLrjMIc8/s1600/DSC_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406273077405730178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbwuGGGxYI/AAAAAAAABKw/PiNTLrjMIc8/s320/DSC_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we were there, Norm came to find us and ask for Barbi's help, because the ship staff were still trying to get mom to fly out. While the 2 of them were talking with Alex, I was treated to a real show of about 100 dolphins, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbxI_gjF9I/AAAAAAAABK4/lkVZ8pfSFxQ/s1600/DSC_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406273539494057938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbxI_gjF9I/AAAAAAAABK4/lkVZ8pfSFxQ/s320/DSC_0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chasing schools of fish for breakfast. Some were jumping high out of the water. it was a truely remarkable sight. Once docked, Barbi and I headed into the town near the ship to explore and shop for a couple more souvenirs for the kids. The buildings here are brightly colored and the area we saw was clean. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406274320632074114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swbx2deXT4I/AAAAAAAABLA/2p35UF_5qzc/s320/DSC_0327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No one here pestered us to take a taxi or book a tour. Talk about relaxing. We eventually met back up with Matt and Cami, and walked over to a small pier with a bar and some tables to sit down and relax. Kevin and Wade wandered over too. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbyLpcETAI/AAAAAAAABLI/Wzvb_9tME6o/s1600/DSC_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406274684620917762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbyLpcETAI/AAAAAAAABLI/Wzvb_9tME6o/s400/DSC_0343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The water was so clear and beautiful turquoise blue. There were areas of dark blue or black, which we paid no attention to, until it moved. A boat driver nearby told us that it was a school of anchovies. Kevin and Wade were hot, so they jumped in and swam for a bit. Shortly after they came out of the water, and we were enjoying the calm moments, I noticed a large fish come up out of the water in the middle of the anchovie school. Immediately, there were calls of shark or Tuna, from Kevin and wade. As we continued to watch the hunting of this fish, I saw bright silver with a stipe down the side, which made me think, Tarpon. I told Kevin, Barbi and the others that I believed it was not a shark, but a Tarpon. Kevin jumped on that quick and started looking for someone who could rent him snorkel gear. He and wade found it close by, put it on, and much to Barbi's and Cami's fears, jumped in to see.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbytEvBXtI/AAAAAAAABLQ/aDTMU2rRYHo/s1600/DSC_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406275258883858130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SwbytEvBXtI/AAAAAAAABLQ/aDTMU2rRYHo/s320/DSC_0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin came up pretty quick yelling.."They're huge!" &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swbzcp7RtNI/AAAAAAAABLY/pmxSfUbUaC0/s1600/DSC_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406276076321223890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swbzcp7RtNI/AAAAAAAABLY/pmxSfUbUaC0/s200/DSC_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After watching for a few minutes, he came out of the water to let me use the gear. I put it on and jumped in. There were 4 large Tarpon. And the school of Anchovies was unbelievable to watch under the water. In the water beside the pier, there were rocks which made for a nice place for all kinds of colorful marine fish. What an awesome, unexpected place to snorkel. We hung out there for a while before heading back to the ship. I really like this stop in our itinerary. I could spend a week here.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406277380680834754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb0olC13sI/AAAAAAAABLg/R_SVKEO_gu0/s400/DSC_0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 5 - Aruba &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb1bMWsjiI/AAAAAAAABLo/AnahExFmyZA/s1600/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406278250226552354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb1bMWsjiI/AAAAAAAABLo/AnahExFmyZA/s320/DSC_0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Barbi's and My second trip to Aruba this year, the first time being the first stop in the Panama Canal trip in Arpil. We had heard that this was to be one of the best snorkeling and scuba places in the Caribbean, so Barbi and I planned to do that together. Finding rental scuba gear proved to be a real challenge, much to our surprise. We bumped in to Stacy and her group, who were also planning on snorkeling. We spent an hour trying to find a place in the town near the ship, but no luck. People kept pointing us to the highrise hotels, especially the Marriot, up the coast a ways. So we hopped a public bus for a $1.30 &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb10DKPLBI/AAAAAAAABLw/IVKpEbtPmbY/s1600/DSC_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406278677255105554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb10DKPLBI/AAAAAAAABLw/IVKpEbtPmbY/s320/DSC_0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and headed up to the hotel district. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb2M2lb5FI/AAAAAAAABL4/-y_MstLMX3w/s1600/DSC_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406279103376254034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb2M2lb5FI/AAAAAAAABL4/-y_MstLMX3w/s200/DSC_0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were pointed to Arashi beach, about 2 miles up the road from the hotel district. It took us about an hour to find anyone who would rent us snorkel gear. What a pain! Then waiting for the next bus...about 45 minutes. What a pain! Arashi beach was close to the California lighthouse, another tourist destination. Overall, a scenic location, but the snorkeling was not all that exciting. No coral reef, few rocks, but lots of sand. But with the time we spent in the water, I ended up with a very nice and red sunburn. DANG!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406279778667500578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb20KPalCI/AAAAAAAABMA/MFm-22NWHwE/s400/DSC_0409.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We waited an hour or more for the return bus to return the gear, then waited again for another bus...Did I say ..What a Pain?!?!? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb3OohkrLI/AAAAAAAABMI/DfP6h0bZrJU/s1600/DSC_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406280233473322162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb3OohkrLI/AAAAAAAABMI/DfP6h0bZrJU/s320/DSC_0410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally made it back to the ship, and were glad about it. I think the most anticipated part of the day was formal night and lobster dinner. As usual, I could not help myself, and I had to have 2 lobster dinners. This dinner was the same as the one for Panama, one lobster tail and 2 very large prawns. The prawns were succulent and tasty, the lobster was sweet and perfect. Everyone, except Kevin and Wade were there. They had already eaten, having forgot about this awesome event. We watched the final performance of the singers and dancers, "Piano Man", a tribute to Elton John, Billy Joel, Liberace, and Barry Manalow. Very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 6 - Sea day on the way back to San Juan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having a relaxing day to prepare to head home is both good and sad. This kind of travel is so wonderful, it really is hard to leave. But we took the time to enjoy every last moment. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406281270987455330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb4LBkN-2I/AAAAAAAABMY/kIzCcNoslhk/s400/DSC_0435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;GI Joe; Rise of Cobra showed on the Big Screen outside by the pool. We made sure to thank our awesome waiters, Ricky and Alfred. We also thanked our cabin steward, Adonas, but we were disappointed with him, compared to past cabin stewards. He never once addressed us by name and never returned our 3 pages. Other than those small things, the trip was worth it. I recommend it to everyone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I won't even go into detail about the trip home and its hassels...mainly around the airlines. What a Major Pain! I will say, don't book on US Airways. We did that, but they in turn booked through United, making it nearly impossible to check-in on-line, meaning, we had to pay more to check baggage at the airport. There has to be a better way to get across country without the airline's issues. Getting back to SLC after midnight and getting Mom and Norm off in their car for the 4 hour trip back to Saint George, without sleep, so Mom could get checked into the hospital for her ankle. Talk about a long day. In bed at 3am, up at 7am, and off to work. WooHoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where shall we go next? Well, we are already scheduled to go back to Alaska on the Golden Princess in September of next year. Who wants to go? We will have a large LDS contengent, so we are planning on Sacrament meeting on the high seas, the day after we leave Seattle, Sep 18.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Barbi still wants to cruise with the whole family for her birthday, Feb 2011..maybe Mexico? I want to go to Southern Europe in 2012, including Italy, Greece, Spain, Croatia, Turkey, Israel. Then on to Tahiti in 2014 for Barbi's and my 30th Anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;UP-DATE - Mom's surgery was completed late Monday night, and the doctors are calling it successful. One of the bones was actually broken in 4 different places, along with the other broken bone, but they got it all put back together. No weight on the ankle for 6 weeks. And here we are , 7 days from Thanksgiving. Norm says he has it all covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vi is still waiting for the Dr's to decide what they will do, but they made it home in one piece.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-3007691854778930334?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/3007691854778930334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=3007691854778930334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/3007691854778930334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/3007691854778930334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2009/11/southern-caribbean-cruise-nov-8-15-2009.html' title='Southern Caribbean Cruise Nov 8-15 2009'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Swb_7OVPkMI/AAAAAAAABMg/myvrhHWLxiE/s72-c/DSC_0146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-4644008435571709716</id><published>2009-05-04T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T10:53:01.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panama Canal Cruise April 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbi and I had the awesome opportunity to cruise from Fort Lauderdale, Fl to Los Angeles, Ca, aboard the beautiful Coral Princess, Apr 12 - Apr 26, 2009. For us, this may have been a once in a lifetime! The price was one we could not pass up. Because of when the opportunity came up, Monday Apr 6, we were forced in to a knee jerk reactionary situation. Good Think no one was standing in front of me! OUCH! We had to do some quick re-arranging of work and home schedules, but when determination has set in, it turned out to be a no brainer! Thursday, Apr 9, we finalized all plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, Apr 11, our good friends, Richard and Lori, picked us up at 5:30am, heading for the airport on a rainy and cold morning. Because of the late scheduling, Barbi and I were heading out on Southwest Airlines to Orlando, Fl (Using frequent flier tickets). We had hopes of linking up with Elder Bellon, who is serving in the Orlando Mission, but time was not on our side for that. After a change of planes in Denver, and another 3 hours or so, we arrived in bright and warm Orlando, Fl. We picked up our rental car for the short 3 hour drive to Fort Lauderdale, where we checked into the Days Inn. We quickly found out this place was one we wished we had NOT chosen. I have not been in many areas of the U.S. where I did not feel very safe. This has become high on my list. I guess I get what I pay for. At least we had free shuttle from the airport (where we dropped off the rental car) and free shuttle to the cruise terminal, both very close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday Apr 12 (Easter Sunday). Barbi and I had pre-planned to go to a singles ward close by the Days Inn. When we arrived, the building was undergoing re-modelling, so there was no services being held there. Lucky for us, another young man from Alaska had the same plans, and was pulling in as we were starting to drive away. He must have been an eagle scout, because he had a plan B, just in case. We followed him and his uncle to another ward house 12 miles away, where we enjoyed Easter Sunday services and the sa&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Sf_D3734WtI/AAAAAAAAAws/lbmiX-N7N6M/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332195849562249938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Sf_D3734WtI/AAAAAAAAAws/lbmiX-N7N6M/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crament. From here, we drove to the airport to drop off the rental car. While waiting for the shuttle back to the Days Inn, we met a family who just got off the cruise ship we were getting on. They had travelled from Acapulco to Fort Lauderdale. Apparently the Mexican families had the same plan, as there was a load of kids from Mexico City on the cruise, because of Spring Break in Mexico. They said it was a little hectic at times. Well, after getting back to the Days Inn and gathering our stuff, we finally made it to the cruise terminal.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Sf_AZFJrqSI/AAAAAAAAAwk/LQr7RZYHvLQ/s1600-h/DSCN0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332192020942006562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Sf_AZFJrqSI/AAAAAAAAAwk/LQr7RZYHvLQ/s400/DSCN0435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Princess is awesome. We did not know our stateroom, but it didn't matter. The guys collecting luggage put tags and our name on and whisked them away saying.."trust us." We got checked in, got our cabin assignment and hustled it on-board. We quickly found our cabin Plaza 517 and went inside. Cool room. Mirrors on opposite walls giving an eternity perspective and making the room seem a little bigger. Since this was an inside cabin, we had no windows. We dropped off our stuff and went to the Horizon Court, located on deck 14 for lunch. MMM! Cruise ship food. Awesome! Roast beef and some good salads to start off the voyage. After lunch, we went back to the cabin. Shortly afterwords, ALL of our luggage was delivered. WOW! There were several other ships at the port with us, so when we left at 4pm, it turned into a cruise ship caravan, led off by the Holland America ship, followed by a Celebrity ship, then us. We were followed by another Princess ship .&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Sf_ERoD0s5I/AAAAAAAAAw0/8qwkWB9ZoOY/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332196290920231826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Sf_ERoD0s5I/AAAAAAAAAw0/8qwkWB9ZoOY/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fun has finally begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-4644008435571709716?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/4644008435571709716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=4644008435571709716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/4644008435571709716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/4644008435571709716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2009/05/panama-canal-cruise-april-2009.html' title='Panama Canal Cruise April 2009'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/Sf_D3734WtI/AAAAAAAAAws/lbmiX-N7N6M/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-9161315741429200977</id><published>2009-02-13T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:16:26.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SZW0DHHqtrI/AAAAAAAAAwc/uS_8ZARIm18/s1600-h/Group+in+front+of+CA+Adventure.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302342101842441906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SZW0DHHqtrI/AAAAAAAAAwc/uS_8ZARIm18/s400/Group+in+front+of+CA+Adventure.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday Letter Feb 13 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had quite a week..well, week and a half. Our trip to Disneyland, with just the adults (Farley's, Campbells, and Sly's) was awesome. But I really loved being with Barbi most of all. Even though it rained both days we were there, Thursday and Friday Feb 5-6, we just put on the rain poncho's and had a good time. Friday, Feb 6 was Barbi's birthday, so the first thing we did after entering the park, was go get her a birthday button. She got lots of well wishes throughout the day from the staff. Even Goofey knelt down and worshipped her! I wish I could have gotten a picture of that! Coming home was necessary, but we wish we could have spent a little more time together. Withdrawls for me have been severe this week. Barbi doesn't think I have time to miss her. If she only knew! Sunday, Church was fun, because Holli and Steve talked. Holli says she does not speak well, but she just kept on talking. Thankfully, she left steve with 10 minutes. Silly girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holli and Missy put together a Sunday birthday dinner for Barbi. That was fun. But since I wasn't home to help the kids buy birthday presents for Barbi, it was just a dinner.  I feel bad for not making it a better day.  In the past, I have planned all kinds of fun things.  I have tried to make it up a little during this week, buying presents the kids could give her. Krista and Mina gave her a $10 card to Jamba Juice today. I bought her a new Disney Sweat jacket at Disneyland. The little kids still need to get her something. Anyone know how I can bottle up complete happiness and give it to her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, we had a ward Valentines dinner/dance. Barbi and I used our wedding decorations to make the place look a little magical. Lights hanging from the ceiling. The gazebo setup for couples pictures. Center pieces, trees, fencing, decorative furniture. It turned out pretty good. She and I worked from about 1pm to 4:30 doing the set-up. WOW! Lots of work. We were wiped out last night, getting into bed at 11:15. I couldn't get to sleep til way past 12:30am. I had a rather fitful night, with my back hurting. Can you say energy drink this morning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Valentines Day tomorrow! A romance day. What is romance? I would love to really learn the meaning. Love is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Respect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rememberance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fidelity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not wanting to be apart...Missing when we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unselfish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scheming to find alone time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;holding hands...everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supporting during the stressful times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping for an eternity together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-9161315741429200977?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/9161315741429200977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=9161315741429200977' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/9161315741429200977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/9161315741429200977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the Air'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SZW0DHHqtrI/AAAAAAAAAwc/uS_8ZARIm18/s72-c/Group+in+front+of+CA+Adventure.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-5427127533076293342</id><published>2009-02-03T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:39:15.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Caribbean Cruise - Jump On-board</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SYjjnQ2IS3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/7_z2nnQn1Pc/s1600-h/CaribbeanPrincess034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298735225277795186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SYjjnQ2IS3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/7_z2nnQn1Pc/s400/CaribbeanPrincess034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbi and I would like to invite anyone interested, in joining us for a 7 day cruise to the Southern Caribbean, Nov 8, 2009. This is on-board the Caribbean Princess, departing from San Juan, Puerto Rico, and includes ports of call, St. Thomas, Dominica, Bonaire, Aruba, and Grenada, with only one day at sea.We have secured group rates for this cruise and only have 3 cabins left, starting at only $579 per person. If you have cruised on Princess before, you will get an additional $50 discount. Each cabin will receive a $75 on-board ship credit.Hurry, Hurry. This cruise is already almost full, and these rates are available for a limited time. Give your sweetie a Valentines present of a romantic cruise in the warm waters of the Caribbean. It is money well invested. There will be sights, sounds, and smells you will never forget, on a beautiful Princess Cruise Ship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call Barbi at 801-427-6506 to book today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-5427127533076293342?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/5427127533076293342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=5427127533076293342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/5427127533076293342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/5427127533076293342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2009/02/southern-caribbean-cruise-jump-on-board.html' title='Southern Caribbean Cruise - Jump On-board'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SYjjnQ2IS3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/7_z2nnQn1Pc/s72-c/CaribbeanPrincess034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-7155154740192852533</id><published>2009-02-03T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:35:26.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Down to Disneyland</title><content type='html'>OK. I have not touched this site for quite a while, but I am inspired by the likes of Sheila and Lisa.  Perhaps, this could be the forum for "Friday Letters," eh, Barbi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbi and I are leaving for Disneyland tomorrow morning, Feb 4, 2009, and we are NOT taking the kids, as much as we love them.  This is an adults only excursion.  We are travelling with 3 other couples, sharing a huge suite, and enjoying the happiest place on earth.  What better place to be for valentines day with my best friend.  It is, right now, 1:34pm. 19 hours, 24 minutes, and 45 sec.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-7155154740192852533?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/7155154740192852533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=7155154740192852533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/7155154740192852533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/7155154740192852533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2009/02/count-down-to-disneyland.html' title='Count Down to Disneyland'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-2240731649742357</id><published>2008-07-23T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:24:25.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coopers EZ Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SIdiBPlGCuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tQhYJ-Qc99A/s1600-h/cooperseztravel+Business+Card.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226253666088258274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SIdiBPlGCuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tQhYJ-Qc99A/s400/cooperseztravel+Business+Card.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. Here is the most exciting business venture we have ever entered in to. Barbi and I are now travel agents. Makes sense, huh? We love to travel. We love to help others travel. So we now have our own business. Visit us at &lt;a href="http://www.cooperseztravel.com/"&gt;http://www.cooperseztravel.com/&lt;/a&gt;. We are committed to helping you have the most wonderful and hassel free travel experience ever. But don't let the travel part of our business fool you. Our site is much more than just travel. Do you want to go to a concert? Buy your tickets on our site. Do you want to order flowers for the love of your life...YES! Order them on our website. Buy a car? Go to the Theater? We have it all in one place. You want to go fishing in Alaska or Hawaii? Look for the best deals at &lt;a href="http://www.cooperseztravel.com/"&gt;http://www.cooperseztravel.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Don't know where to find it or get it, call us. Can you see why this business is so exciting? Time is money, as they say, so don't waste your time going to multiple websites to get what you need, where ever you are going. Find it at &lt;a href="http://www.cooperseztravel.com/"&gt;http://www.cooperseztravel.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are joining us on our Nov 8, 2009 cruise to the Southern Caribbean, out of San Juan, Puerto Rico, onboard the Caribbean Princess, you will need a passport....and yes, you got it, GET IT FAST at &lt;a href="http://www.cooperseztravel.com/"&gt;http://www.cooperseztravel.com/&lt;/a&gt;. What about shore excursions at the ports of call, book them on our website. WOW! I cannot believe we have finally found our dream job. Check it out. If you don't find it, let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-2240731649742357?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/2240731649742357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=2240731649742357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/2240731649742357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/2240731649742357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2008/07/coopers-ez-travel.html' title='Coopers EZ Travel'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SIdiBPlGCuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tQhYJ-Qc99A/s72-c/cooperseztravel+Business+Card.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-1899334573605792750</id><published>2008-06-06T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:24:28.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising Alaska May 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SElN8GCc6oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pekiBabIkic/s1600-h/HPIM0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208780138839075458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SElN8GCc6oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pekiBabIkic/s320/HPIM0326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbi and I had a blast crusing to Alaska on Holland America's Amsterdam. We also had the pleasure of sharing the journey with my parents and my aunt and uncle. This was our third cruise and first with Holland America Line (Those "dam" ships). And we really have nothing bad to say. Holland is well known in the industry as catering to the more mature crowd, which is why the ship passenger capacity is 1,300. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cabin Steward, Mario, was fantastic, and remembered our names from the first day. Our cabin, and inside one, was clean and worked perfectly. Hani was one of our waiters for dinner. He was efficient and friendly.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SElOWHEWkaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/T-Und8XdzU8/s1600-h/HPIM0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208780585792082338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SElOWHEWkaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/T-Und8XdzU8/s320/HPIM0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the ship departed out of Seattle, we left a little early to visit my cousin Bev in Olympia, Wa. It was fun to see her place and the surrounding area. The kids would get lost trekking through the forest on her road. At least sasquach would keep an eye on them, though ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We boarded the ship on Friday at about noon and was treated immediately to a buffet lunch! Sweet! OH...I should say at this point that Barbi and I have been working really hard on losing some weight. As of the day of the cruise, I had shed 17lbs and Barbi had lost 14. As we were preparing to board, we met up with my Aunt Vi and Uncle Rollin. I went to help Rollin with checking bags, as the staff took Vi right to the check in window, since she was in a wheel chair. Somehow, during all that, uncle Rollin lost track of his bag, with a new suit and a bunch of new clothes in it, and it never made it on the ship. Kudos to HAL. They did their best to make sure the trip was still worth it. They gave him a shirt and pants, some onboard ship credit, and free tux for the 2 formal nights. Luckily, he had, in one of the other bags that made it, some underwear and other personal needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sailed at 4pm and headed out through the puget sound toward the pacific. It was fantastic wathcing the coast of Washington on one side (port) and British Columbia on the other (Starboard) pass by. We got into open water around midnight, and boy could we feel it. I don't know why, but it was a little rough for the next 24 hours. We spent the next day checking out the ship. My mom had acupuncture for her shoulder. Barbi and I worked out in the fitness area. We had Breakfast and lunch in the Lido restaurant (Buffet) and dinner in the La Fontaine Restaurant. We tracked our progress and ships position on the room TV or on upper promenade deck near the library. Barbi shopped in the shops for jewelry. We took in our first show in the Queen's Lounge with headline comedian act, Elliot Maxx. WOW! Was he funny. Check him out on you tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, we woke to calm water and the most beautiful scenery to that point. During the night, we had entered the inside passage and now we were passing through a watery passage with snowcapped mountains on either side, on a sunny, cloudless morning. After breakfast in the Lido, we went outside into the brisk morning air. Occasionally seeing Dall's Porpoises swimming around the ship chasing breakfast.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl0xiMpgCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/E0D1Cp_40WE/s1600-h/HPIM0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208822838372958242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl0xiMpgCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/E0D1Cp_40WE/s320/HPIM0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendenhall Glacier &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We docked in Juneau, Alaska at 11am. Vi and Rollin were headed for a white water trip. Mom and Norman were out for a tour of the city. Barbi and I had an appointment with a KAYAK! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SElYwpNqcVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/u3Is54Xz9JY/s1600-h/HPIM0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208792036750815570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SElYwpNqcVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/u3Is54Xz9JY/s320/HPIM0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will notice in the picture that there are now clouds. Shortly after this picture was taken by our guide, Julie, the wind started blowing in one direction, while the tide was going out in the opposite direction. We were challenged in getting back to shore. 3 months after double carpel tunnel surgery, barbi's hands were hurting. But it was a fun experience. Later, we met up with my cousing Troy, who lives in Juneau, and we had dinner with him and his wife Cristabel, and they showed us places we would have never had the opportunity to see without them. Thank you, Thank You!!!! OH! And the smoked salmon dip was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday we spent cruising through Glacier Bay National Park. It was the sunniest of all the days of the cruise. We spent most of the day outside in the sun and watching the glaciers and hearing a park ranger's narrative. At Margerie Glacier, we had the opportunity to record the "calving" of the glacier. Watching a huge chunk of ice break off and fall into the ocean. The sound is incredible. The rest of the day we rested and whale watched from the bow of the ship and from all the open decks. That night, we saw the other headline entertainment act of Joel Mason and his tribute to Elton John. Another Fantastic show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-48f1316c0776f6cc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D48f1316c0776f6cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331842811%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20D8938D5DEBD6B672A25B87205B03E8D2521A1E.6C09DE6AAB65AF6FB057F45B65D081857C8D6B84%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48f1316c0776f6cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMmUO0orWGRSFOvWxP8Qt5LVdKLc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D48f1316c0776f6cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331842811%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20D8938D5DEBD6B672A25B87205B03E8D2521A1E.6C09DE6AAB65AF6FB057F45B65D081857C8D6B84%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48f1316c0776f6cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMmUO0orWGRSFOvWxP8Qt5LVdKLc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208822427385891282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl0ZnJsidI/AAAAAAAAAAs/F4c3HBM2J_E/s320/HPIM0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tuesday was Sika, Alaska. What a beautiful town. We walked and shopped. We also were leant the car of the daughter of one of Barbi's co-workers. We visited a totem park and visited the Raptor Center. LOTS and LOTS of bald eagles in this part of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday we were in port at Ketchikan, Alaska. The most "tourist" of all the ports and for once, we were not the only ship. We were one of 4. Here you will see from our ship, the Celebrity &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl1csu9abI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3e4n27ildCg/s1600-h/HPIM0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208823579935599026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl1csu9abI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3e4n27ildCg/s320/HPIM0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Infinity and a Princess ship. In front of us was another Princess ship. Barbi and I went touring through the rain forest on a little island away from here. It was the most thrilling ride to get there. A rigid hull inflatable with twin 200HP Mercury's that had a top speed of 50knots. And the captain put it to the stops! We were almost flying across the water. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl2ltPj6kI/AAAAAAAAABE/B3r8DQ5GiqY/s1600-h/HPIM0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208824834202790466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl2ltPj6kI/AAAAAAAAABE/B3r8DQ5GiqY/s320/HPIM0531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The coolest part of that adventure was the Nurse Tree. When a tree falls down, other trees and plants start growing on it, providing nourishment as they grow.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl3H9SuzfI/AAAAAAAAABM/h3MtR8MEKlk/s1600-h/HPIM0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208825422626606578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl3H9SuzfI/AAAAAAAAABM/h3MtR8MEKlk/s320/HPIM0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ketchikan is a place to shop for jewelry, if you like that. They have more stores per block than enywhere else in the US, I believe. We finished up our souvenier shopping for the family here. We had a short stay here, relatively speaking. 7am to 1pm. The stores were all open that early to cater to the cruise ships. Honestly, I would not look to visit Ketchikan again. Way too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest of the day Wednesday and most of Thursday was back out to sea heading back. We spent time shopping, playing cards, eating, and going to shows. Beside the headline acts, the Holland America Singers and Dancers were awesome. They put on 3 shows that were spectacular. That last day at sea, we were treated to Joel Mason and Friends, an encore performance of all the entertainers, except the juggling comedian, who we missed, because that was in Juneau, and we did not have to be back on the ship until 9:30pm. Seeing Elliot Maxx and Joel again, insured that I bought their CD and DVD respectively. Check them out at &lt;a href="http://www.eltonjohntribute.com/"&gt;http://www.eltonjohntribute.com/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.elliotmaxx.com/"&gt;http://www.elliotmaxx.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you for a great time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl6nbDrMhI/AAAAAAAAABU/CtLatBiMqFE/s1600-h/HPIM0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208829261727347218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl6nbDrMhI/AAAAAAAAABU/CtLatBiMqFE/s320/HPIM0560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elloit Maxx on the left and Joel Mason on the right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday night, we docked in Victoria, British Columbia. We were going to do a Haunted Tour, as Victoria is known as one of the most haunted cities in the world. But instead, we just walked through downtown and enjoyed the sights of street calypso bands playing, shopping, and handing Quarters to beggars. They were everywhere. One lady asked us 3 times for a dollar. We were here from 6pm to Midnight. We boarded the ship again around 10, as we were exhausted and wanted to prepare our luggage for dis-embarkation the next morning.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl8Bpa3RtI/AAAAAAAAABc/9jV9_C54EVE/s1600-h/HPIM0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208830811770930898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl8Bpa3RtI/AAAAAAAAABc/9jV9_C54EVE/s320/HPIM0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cedar sentinals in front of the Empress Hotel bid us a farewell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday, after dis-embarkation, we rented a van, which was funny in itself (Picture 6 adults, with all our luggage, in a Grand Caravan) and went to the Space needle and the Seattle temple. After a week of beautiful weather, it started to rain as soon as we got off the ship in Seattle. How lucky were we? I also got to visit with some of my co-workers in the Qwest offices in Seattle. It was good to see old friends and meet new ones. Thanks Vicki for making that happen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all, it was a wonderful cruise. One we will not forget for a long time. I guess it was good to get back home, as the kids did miss us. Holli and Steve made possible for us to have this experience. Thank you to them. Thank you Krista for helping out and Mina for being a support to Holli.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208832505426442306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl9kOxzeEI/AAAAAAAAABk/GMP2yNkOcCM/s400/HPIM0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what is next, you ask? Nov 8, 2009 on the Caribbean Princess, to the Southern Caribbean, porting out of San Juan, Puerto Rico. Barbi and I will be celebrating 25 years together and we want to invite everyone we know. If you want to join us (AND THE RATES ARE FANTASTIC), send an email and we'll get the info to you. Imagine if you will, 80 degree tropical weather on a beautiful ship, in crystal clear Caribbean waters, scuba diving, snorkling, horseback riding on the beach, great food, great friends, great entertainment, shopping, walking hand in hand on a beach during sunset...you dream it, it could happen! Come along with us. We'll have a blast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208834757507042226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SEl_nUbqS7I/AAAAAAAAABs/-0JpfkAjJsU/s400/aruba1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-1899334573605792750?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=48f1316c0776f6cc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/1899334573605792750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=1899334573605792750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/1899334573605792750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/1899334573605792750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2008/06/cruising-alaska-may-2008.html' title='Cruising Alaska May 2008'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SElN8GCc6oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pekiBabIkic/s72-c/HPIM0326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395328678016827565.post-7583086357017399259</id><published>2008-04-22T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:24:28.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Essentials on Display</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SA5Odqm6amI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9aF7dg-icC4/s1600-h/Iron+Gazebo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192173691965434466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SA5Odqm6amI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9aF7dg-icC4/s320/Iron+Gazebo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbi and I had fun this last weekend displaying some of the wedding decor we have on hand for weddings, at the Utah Wedding Expo at the UVSC Student Center Grand Ballroom. For those of you who need to contact Barbi on an up-coming wedding, call her at 801-427-6506.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/395328678016827565-7583086357017399259?l=marty-barbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/feeds/7583086357017399259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=395328678016827565&amp;postID=7583086357017399259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/7583086357017399259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/395328678016827565/posts/default/7583086357017399259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marty-barbi.blogspot.com/2008/04/wedding-essentials-on-display.html' title='Wedding Essentials on Display'/><author><name>Marty and Barbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17660734297105906793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SMl2FywiOcI/AAAAAAAAACA/P5ow2KZ4XV4/S220/HPIM0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fdYeMon9dwY/SA5Odqm6amI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9aF7dg-icC4/s72-c/Iron+Gazebo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
