Well, we made it onto the ship Ecstasy. The trip here was smooth and uneventful, which is the way we like it. Getting through all the embarkation stations at the pier however was something else.
Casey the wonder case manager, however, saved the day.
She'd made a binder to hold everyone's paperwork and passports that now weighs in at about 22 pounds. After she checked in our gang the man she'd been working with almost went overboard (a real possibility considering where we were) with praise for our gal.
It's nice to meet someone with true appreciation of the potential of a smart woman in possession of an industrial-grade paper punch!
Didn't have to do the dreaded flotation device drill. Instead we sat in the lounge and were instructed what to do in case of an emergency. The message I think we came away with was, show up in the Starlight Lounge with a stiff drink and paper umbrellas in your hair. It could be worse, I guess.
There was a fair amount of stress concerning the delivery of the luggage, but only because our people really dislike being separated from their belongings. Really dislike it. Finally it all showed up and got properly stowed away.
And the wild rumpus began.