Another filet mignon please waiter...

Add taxi driver to my growing list of occupations. It's almost 3:30am and I leave in 20 mins to take my bro to the airport. He is off on a Caribbean cruise with some mates. Key West, Calica, Cozumel, Grand Cayman. If that sounds familiar, it is. Those are exactly the same ports of call that were on my last (and first) cruise about, oh, 5 years ago. Although I am really excited about going on a ski trip in a few days to Tremblant, looking outside right now I can't help but feel that I would be more excited to be going on a cruise.

You know, food 24hrs a day. Buffet, buffet, followed by a spectacular dinner in the main dining room, filled with sun-broiled guests dressed in their finest. In between the two buffets you are still eating mind you; who can resist a slice of pizza at 4pm? Or burgers by the pool at 2pm? Anyhow in the dining room you are greeted by your personal group of attendants, comprised of but not limited to, your own host, waiter, busboy, and wine taster girl.

This will have to be continued, for my fare has just arrived.

cheers.