Things I remember:
Christmas night- not feeling fully packed as Sarah and me went to see Candy Cane Lane. Being completely dazed, as we had spent five full days together and gathering with Dad and Mary Kay and then Linda.
Opening the garage door and seeing a thick layer of fog. Glad the airport was only seven minutes away.
Entering the check-in area and immediately seeing the Fernandezes, who beat us even though they came from an hour away.
Arriving in Galveston and the kids wanting to go swimming.
Taking them outside in 60 degree and windy conditions.
Having dinner together in the hotel lobby. Many in our party seemed cranky, as we'd all awoken very early that morning.
Chatting with Linda about my cruise anxiety in the lobby on departure day.
Taking a walk in Galveston with some of the Fernandezes shortly before Ben drove us to the port.
The long faces of travelers coming off the Escape and the chaotic sight of the port.
The traffic attendant's wide eyes and her hands slapping Ben's car as she ordered him to stop.
Puzzling at Linda as she drank her water before going through port security.
Climbing the gangways up to the Escape, then realizing that all we had to do was check-in and confirm that we'd watched the safety video (multiple times).
Making our way to the pool deck as we boarded and waited for our room to be ready.
Seeing our room for the first time and my anxiety kicking in to the point where I felt like I had to get off the ship. This was our room for the next week? We couldn't even fit our suitcases.
Dinner the first night with everyone and getting the ducky outfit.
