Last night I dreamt that as my husband and I were disembarking, we realized that neither of us could remember taking our cruise. I started crying - "I waited so long for this, and now I don't even know if I really was on a cruise..." I must be ready for vacation !
I kept dreaming before our cruise in May that we got to the port & only one of us had our passports. I made sure the next day they were packed into my carryon & we weren't leaving for over a month.
I have a tendency to remember dreams in detail, which is not something I like since my interpretation of them is most likely wrong.
As for things like passports - a good habit learned in my years in the military and then in a tightly regulated civilian work environment is to have a checklist with two people verifying everything independently.
Don't let it get to you, Susan... I have taken numerous cruises that I have little memory of. When I first took my wife to Cozumel, she was somewhat skeptical that I had ever been there. She couldn't figure out how I had been there so many times and still knew nothing about the island.
I have dreamed of the ship getting hit with a rogue wave before. When the Glory suddenly tilted in 2005 with heavy fog, let's just say I almost needed some of those special underpants.
Don't let it get to you, Susan... I have taken numerous cruises that I have little memory of. When I first took my wife to Cozumel, she was somewhat skeptical that I had ever been there. She couldn't figure out how I had been there so many times and still knew nothing about the island.
Dr. I have the same issues. The ports all seem to run together after a while. I'll have someone ask about an excursion option I've done and can't remember where I did it. Some things stand out, but they are fewer than the things that get muddled together into one big cruising memory. I'm always amazed at the posters on here who can tell folks specifics of the names of all the beaches at the various ports, what there is to do at each and what to expect. I tend to remember more about the posts I read than the things I've participated in.
It's not that are memories are so good; some of us save every scrap of paper--from the brochure that got us interested in the cruise to the debarkation luggage tags; Grand Princess, July 1998? Yellow No. 3.
I guess I'm even more amazed that some keep such things than those who remember. I'm part of this disposable society. I get rid of everything. On the last cruise I got tote bags fror past pax status. I gave them away before I ever got off the ship. One less thing to unpack.
I remember working as a teenager and hating laundry. I found a thrift shop with old, used but cleaned uniforms. The shirts with the name tag, Bob or Ralph and blue cotton pants that went with the shirts. They sold the shirts for something like .75 cents each and the pants for around a buck. I'd buy up an arm load of each, wear 'em a couple of times to work, throw 'em away and go buy some more to avoid laundry. All I had to do was buy lots of socks and underwear that way and wash one load of whites when I ran out. Amazing the things you do when you're young and single to make life easier.
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