Ok, I am finally ready to blog about this trip! There have been lots of photos to edit and resize etc. so it has taken forever. Plus, once you get back from a tropical vacation and have been away from your home for a week there is laundry to do, people to cook for (dang, I guess I have to do that again don't I?) and SICK kids to take care of.
After arriving in Orlando we rented a car and made our way to Cocoa Beach. We brought our new GPS with us on our trip, thinking it would come in handy. We were headed out of the airport garage when she started telling us directions that did not correspond to what the rental car guys had told us. We had a decision to make: Follow the map and the signs on the freeway or listen to "Susan". Kent decided to listen to Susan. (I tried to tell him... FOLLOW THE MAP!) He was driving so he got to make the decisions. We listened as Susan kept telling us to go North when the OCEAN and our destination was clearly East. I finally convinced Kent to ignore Susan and listen to ME (and the signs and the maps). We turned around and backtracked the way we were supposed to go. We assumed that as we did this Susan would reconfigure the directions and pick up the route as we were driving it. No such luck. Here's what our trip from the Orlando airport to the hotel sounded like after we got back on the freeway headed EAST:
"Prepare to turn around in 200 feet."
"Sorry, we are not turning around."
..."Route recalculation"
"Exit freeway at exit 16"
"Do you think she will figure out that we are going a different way and reconfigure it with the new route?"
"Turn back at next left"
..."Route recalculation"
"Turn back at next sharp left"
...
"Route recalculation"
"Is she for real?"
"You are over the speed limit!"
"Shut up."
"Turn back!"
..."Route recalculation"
"Susan, you have no clue what you are talking about."
"Turn left in 200 feet."
"We are going the right way."
"Turn left at next turn."
..."Route recalculation" and on and on. She kept telling us what to do, we kept ignoring her and she kept recalculating the route. We thought that eventually she would reconfigure the route to actually be the right route. She never did. This went on and on until we were less than 5 miles from our hotel. She told us to turn back and the GPS said that we were an hour from our destination.
We ate dinner at this cute little seafood restaurant. I don't really love seafood but for some reason I wanted to eat seafood since we were by the sea. I ended up getting clam chowder. Does clam chowder really count as seafood? The guy at the hotel said they were famous for their clam chowder. It was good, but I have to say it wasn't as good as the clam chowder at Mo's at Canon Beach in Oregon.
We had several hours to kill in the morning before we had to get on the ship so we went a beach shop and got some souvenirs for the kids. After that we decided to play some mini-golf. Kent beat me by 2 points. We both got 1 hole in 1. The course was pretty cool and they had live alligators in a fenced area in the middle.
We boarded our ship at Port Canaveral and saw the Kennedy Space Center in the distance. Kent had been interested in going there until he heard that the admission charge is $40.00.
The ocean was beautiful there even if it did smell a bit fishy. I actually noticed the "salt air" for the first time. People always talk about the "salt air" and I couldn't really figure out how you can smell salt since that is one of the only 4 things that we actually taste instead of smell. But, at last, I smelled the salt air (or maybe I just inhaled it and then tasted it.) Being by the ocean made me want to live in a place where there is water.