After the love burn drop off me and Maile enjoyed our week of Disney. We ruthlessly cataloged and checked off every ride at every park. We walked till our feet hurt every day, averaging over 16,000 steps a day. The food was super expensive but we managed to eat on our love burn snacks for many meals and only splashed out big 3 times. Once was a 3 course dinner in Belle's Castle where the waiters all called us 'princess' or 'your highness.' Don't ask how much it cost.
From Disney we rented a car and I drove us to Saint Petersburg, Florida late at night. The crappy murder motel we had booked had lost our reservation and had no rooms so we were forced to stay at a much nicer hotel around the corner and got a lovely night's sleep.
The next day we enjoyed hotel breakfast of a very high standard and checked out. The hotel was near our goal of the Dali museum and we got there right as they opened the doors. Amazing paintings were seen. Dali has so much talent and no fear in his works. The collection span his whole career.
While at the museum I got a call from Christopher who was at my house feeding smokie and getting in my mail and such. He has been really there for me in terms of fixing problems I have left and cleaning up my mess. We staying in touch via text message. But it was amazing to talk to him while he was at my house and get to ask him about the cat, the house, the mail, the new tenants (I have tenants!), the horse guy, etc. It help put my mind at rest since Maile and I were leaving the country that day and I had been having this growing sense of dread about everything I had left undone. There is still tons undone but the cat will live and the house won't burn down.
The Christopher thing is a bit of a thing. Don't really know where I stand with the whole being lied to and rejected bit but he is working so hard at the friendship side and to rebuild my trust that I find myself lacking much I'll will. Instead I'm just so grateful for his epic amounts of help.
Traveling in general and specifically for this long of a time is always a bit of a mix of emotions. Along with the joy of new experiences come the pain of separation from my loved ones and the things that make me happy. Then there is the guilt of knowing my time, money, and resources are not going into building my home life but into this traveling I'm doing. This trip being both so long and so expensive and with what feels like a ton of responsibility left abandoned behind me is very much the proof of that rule. I feel anxious about being gone and what that means. But I am balance it with lots of fun. As time goes on I feel more at peace with it too. Every day that I'm traveling is a day closer to May when I can come home and put out fires and catch up to be better prepared for the next leg of my journey.
So after the museum the cruise ship was our next transition. We are on The Norwegian Star Cruise ship. It hold about 2,300 guests and another 1,000 in crew. The ship is large though not as large as the transatlantic we are taking in the fall. The food is ok, the organized fun is lame. But the views and the relaxation is pretty ace. We can have all the food and alcohol we can handle and so far we have taken that challenge head on. Our only move towards good health choices is that we have a 'no elevators ever' pack. Since the activities and food is spread out over many decks we get in about 10 flights of stairs every time we do anything. So even on the ship we are getting in a lot of steps.
We have another 3 days on this ship before getting off in Mexico. Today was Honduras and tomorrow is Belize.