We drove from San Antonio to Galveston Friday night, and spent the night at the La Quinta. The room was extraordinarily long.

I said to Amy, "You could play Frisbee in here!" She tested my theory, barely missing me (and the camera).

After an extremely long line at the check-in station (no pictures allowed, purportely due to security concerns, but I think it's to avoid off-putting potential cruisers), we boarded and found our cabin.

The cabin layout and furnishings were extremly nice. The young lady was the best addition.

At the cast-off party, we shared a bucket of beer with our new friends Jesus and Maria Magdalena. You might notice from our clothing that it was a little chilly. Our voyage to the sunny Caribbean was off to a cold and bumpy start.

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