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Wednesday, March 2, 2016

A Bridal Afghan and Cruise to the Carribbean

I had to wait to post pictures of this beautiful afghan made by Beth for her daughter. The wedding is next month and while Gretchen saw the blocks from one time to another she did not see it assembled and so I had to wait until after the bridal shower to show all of you. Well, here it is in all its glory!
 The stitchwork is magnificent! And each block is different.
 This center block is my favorite with its miniature Aran sweater. This is a real work of art and an heirloom to be sure.
 In case you missed the Chicks and me last week it was because my hubby and I took a well-deserved cruise to Key West, Grand Cayman, Ocho Rios, and Great Stirrup Cay aboard the NCL Spirit out of Port Canaveral, Florida. We made friends with some great couples and had some high spirited games of Trivia several times a day.
Our first port of call was Key West, Florida. We were told we couldn't take photos because it is a military post. So I took a picture of hubby anxiously waiting to get to Blue Heaven for brunch. He had blueberry pancakes and key lime pie, which he thoroughly enjoyed.
 The only evening that we were available to take sunset photos happen to be the only evening that was cloudy as we left port in Key West.
At port in Grand Cayman we had to board a tender to get to dry land. We weren't the only ship in port that day so the village was hopping. 
We stopped at a little vegan restaurant called "Bread and Chocolate" for their famous french toast of the same name. There was a heaping scoop of Nutella squashed between those huge layers of whole grain bread, topped with coconut ice cream and bananas and strawberries.
Our ship was the one in the middle, small for what they have sailing these days (only about 1,900 passengers as compared to The Breakaway we sailed last year with 4,500!)
That's the aft of The Getaway, another NCL ship (one of those behemoths) that got the good dock in Ocho Rios, Jamaica. 
This was the dumpy lovely dock where we disembarked. Not too keen on wanting to see Jamaica, Ron and I decided to stay on board and enjoy the games and sun from a comfortable spot.
Besides, $10 plus 12% tax per person was a bit much to charge for a taxi ride of 1/2 mile only to be mobbed by merchants selling junk.
We had a relaxing time and even found some brief moments to speedwalk the jogging deck.
After all, we couldn't let all those calories settle on the hips!

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