Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Cruisin' 2007

Shari and I just returned from a 4-night cruise on Royal Caribbean's Monarch of the Seas. We drove from Santa Cruz to Los Angeles where we boarded the ship. From there we cruised to San Diego, Catalina Island, Ensenada (Mexico), and then back to Los Angeles.

We had a great time, but I couldn't help making comparisons between this ship and RC's Rhapsody of the Seas that I cruised the Caribbean on just a year ago. Our oceanview stateroom on the Monarch was 32 sq ft smaller than the one I was in last year on the Rhapsody. I know this doesn't sound like much, but when you're talking the difference between 122 and 154 sq ft, it's significant. The Rhapsody oceanview staterooms are 26% larger, which was used for a sitting area with a love seat. Don't get me wrong, our stateroom on the Monarch was still habitable. But when the rooms are tiny to begin with, every little bit helps.

Many of the amenities were the same: the rock climbing wall, Schooner Bar, ShipShape Day Spa, Centrum, Viking Crown Lounge etc. However, the Rhapsody had an additional pool and hot tub area underneath a sliding glass ceiling called the Solarium that the Monarch didn't have. I did miss not having that alternative, especially since the Solarium pool and hot tubs were for adult use only. Except for a brief dip we took in the Monarch pool when we immediately got onboard (very early in the day before other passengers started arriving), we never used the pool again as both it and the hot tubs were completely packed at all times.

As far as the itinerary goes, the San Diego waterfront area was very nice. Easy to walk around, clean, with things nearby to look at and visit. We both fell in love with the town of Avalon on Catalina Island. I had always wanted to go there and it certainly lived up to my expectations. I'd love to go back again when I could spend more time -- rent a cottage for a few days or something. Shari and I both agreed that Ensenada was a disappointment. I was prepared 'somewhat' for the experience, having been to Mexico and other lower-income countries before. However, the number of street beggars and vendors shoving their merchandise into our faces wanting us to buy, buy, buy made us both very uncomfortable. And the town was just kinda ugly. We did have a bite to eat and a margarita at the (in)famous Pappas&Beer establishment, and have the bumper stickers to prove it (mine will have to go in a scrapbook since I won't sticker either of my cars).

Both on the drive to and from L.A., and while on the cruise, we were able to hunt for a few geocaches (for those who don't know about geocaching go to http://www.geocaching.com). We both were able to log our first find in Mexico, which was also Shari's first international find. Sweet!


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Thursday, August 2, 2007

Bars and Dry Cleaners

Here's the question: what's the same about a bar and a dry cleaners?

Answer: Neither of them post their prices for you to see before you make a purchase!

Why is that? I just don't get it. Every other retail and service establishment you can think of lets you know their prices up front. Are you buying a shirt? The price tag is hanging on the sleeve. Are you buying a bag of chips? If there's no price sticker on the bag, at least there's a bin tag label telling you the price the register is going to ring up. How come bars and dry cleaners can get away without letting you know their prices before you order your drink or drop off your jacket to be cleaned? Why should we have to ask?

Sorry for the rant... it's just always been one of my pet peeves.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Disgusting manners

So, we're in Walmart the other day, getting ready to check out. You know those small soda coolers placed at the endcaps, tempting folks to buy one last thing as they walk out the door? Well, Shari was thirsty (we were in Reno as it was) and headed to the cooler to pick out something. As she returned from the cooler, my eyes were drawn in that direction, and I spotted another woman open the door to the cooler. This woman then proceeded to turn her head and SNEEZE on the inside of the glass door! She didn't even attempt to cover her mouth/nose with her hand -- just achoo'd all over the inside of the glass. She then picked out her soda, closed the cooler door, and went on her merry way. I was just standing there with my mouth hanging open in disbelief. I guess we should just be glad she didn't sneeze INSIDE the cooler all over the sodas. I can assure you of one thing... I'll always diligently wipe off any soda tops from now on before I take a swig!