My fourth Christmas at sea passed without the usual depression associated with spending the holiday season on ships. A few other musicians were sad though, no least Bob, whose mum is ill. I suspect that the reason I wasn’t quite so sad this time was that this is my last christmas on the ships. This time next year, I’ll be home with family. It’s a very pleasing thought.
Had a pleasant day in Cabo christmas eve. Phil, Cade and myself got off the ship and found a nice bar. Excellent tequila from the barrel. The following exchange took place:
Me: You know, I really do like doing this in Mexico.
Cade: What?
Me: You know, the whole getting off the ship, finding a nice little bar and just relaxing.
Phil: We like doing that in every port.
What could I say? He had a point.
Did the Christmas show that I’d written on Christmas day: one for the passengers and one for the crew. It worked very well, with Bryan, the CD, a little bit taken aback by the quality of the singers, band, and the arrangements. I’m sure a favourable report will go back to head office.
My friend Amy Alter is coming to visit the ship in Fort Lauderdale. She and I have this thing of doing rendez-vous... usually in the Spring. She is lovely, and I’m looking forward to seeing her.
Still working through my future plans. More about them when a few things are straightened out. And they have to get straightened out pretty darn soon.
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