This Church saved us when we were lost. It is very near the port. At the first of the day they picked us up in a bus and carried us off towards the Parthenon. They dumped us off in the middle of town (voluntarily) on the way back so we could goof off. We caught a taxi back to the port but none of us (including the taxi driver) knew where that was. But we remembered this Church, which she did know about. 
Before our first port of call pictures, I thought that I would put up all the pictures that happened while we were at sea. Enjoy!
Lisa volunteered for acupuncture for a bad back or sea sickness, both of which were cured by sticking needles in your wrists and ankles. It cures both by pinning you to your chair where a) you can't move so you're not sea sick and b) your back stabilizes.
This was a muster drill where you practiced the coming catastrophe. No, not the problems you get from eating warm buffet food, but the one where the ship sinks. While it was good to prepare for this, I think they went a little "overboard".
On the boat you could buy a card that let you drink as much coke as you wanted. Lisa bought one and 15 minutes later I won one.
Lisa may tell you that I don't dance. Well here is photographic evidence. This is authentic. I am not that good with photoshop.
This is the captain and the half a dozen or so individuals who kept us from plummeting to the bottom of the ocean.
A big thing aboard the ship was your steward coming into your room while you're not there and twisting your linens into animal shapes. This assumes two things: 1) I don't mind a stranger coming into my room when I'm not there; and 2) that I have experience washing myself with a washcloth in the shape of a rabbit. I did much appreciate the chocolates on my pillow though....and lisa's.
This is the captain and the half a dozen or so individuals who kept us from plummeting to the bottom of the ocean.
A big thing aboard the ship was your steward coming into your room while you're not there and twisting your linens into animal shapes. This assumes two things: 1) I don't mind a stranger coming into my room when I'm not there; and 2) that I have experience washing myself with a washcloth in the shape of a rabbit. I did much appreciate the chocolates on my pillow though....and lisa's.
Lisa and I were fortunate enought to get to take a cruise in August. It was a lot of fun. There were many pictures taken so I am going to break them up by port. The first installment, Venice Italy.
My cousin Matt got married over the weekend. The great thing about being married is really knowing how to push somebody's buttons.
In the "my feet in famous places" series, here are my feet in Venice, Italy. This was taken while we were lost. I found a place to lean while Lisa hacked together enough italian to either ask directions or get some spaghetti.
We took a ride in a Gondola. Gondola is Italian for "small boat that is about to capsize".
This is a view of Venice's "Grand Canal" (literally, "big canal") as we were leaving out of port. Overall I was impressed with Venice, and not just for their (venetian) blind production.
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