A five day party

The wedding itself, of course, was beautiful (how could a wedding in Bermuda not be?!), and pictures to follow shortly.

The cruise on the other hand, ahem, left something to be asked for. Did you know that cruises are just an excuse for gluttony? It was the most bizarre thing I'd seen. Everyone seemed to eat five full meals each day, without any seeming desire to exercise whatsoever. It's as though as soon as we got on the cruise, we entered a surreal world where the only activities that existed consisted of eating and sleeping. And eating and sleeping. And eating and sleeping.

And then, a bit of dappling in the casino (with remarkably un-positive results. Needless to say, we still need that mortgage for our apartment). And then, a bit of eighties dancing in the disco (my most horrendous memory of the entire cruise).

The setup and atmosphere were distinctly horrifying, and needless to say, there's no risk of Delta or I ever going on a cruise again.

But that aside, I do have to admit, we had a simply marvelous time. All our friends together on one boat for five days - how could it go wrong?! There were meals together, and soaking in the sun, and lounging by the pool, and wallowing in the hot tub. There was so much to be done, and hardly enough time to do it. There were anecdotes to be told, and re-told. And memories to be shared, and pranks to be played.

That by the end of it, we had quite accustomed ourselves to the idea of vacationing together. As we left on the last day, there were already ideas being spun for winter ski breaks to be spent together. And cruise aside, I'm fairly sure that's exactly what Billy and Anneliese were thinking of, when they planned their wedding on the cruise.