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Day 5 – St. Thomas

When I awoke on Day 5 of the cruise, I discovered that the weather had cooled off a bit.  Yay!  Oh, it was still plenty warm enough for shorts and flip-flops, but it wasn’t muggy.

Here’s the view that greeted me from my cabin’s deck…

An absolutely pristine day…

We debated about our best course of action for the day and then headed off to explore…

The above picture struck me because of the rocky waterfront.  I found it beautiful.

I saw this windmill.  I’m not sure of its significance, but it was an interesting sight…

As we had encountered at the other islands we had visited, we were immediately inundated with touristy shops.  The sign on the store below caught my attention…

In one of the shops, my nephew, Dr. J, dropped a small glass trinket.  Grandpooba and Coupon Queen came to the rescue as only grandparents can and paid for the item (we were all trying to save our cash).  Poor Dr. J…he felt really bad until Rooster and the Mr. went up to him and presented him with the necklace that was inside.  “Well, at least I got something out of it,” Dr. J responded.  That lifted his spirits.

We secured a taxi and headed to the shopping district.  Along the way, I caught sight of a Disney ship…

At first, everyone stuck together, but it didn’t take us long to figure out that ten people filled those small shops to capacity…not to mention that we all had different interests.

So, we split off with my family lucking out and finding this corridor of shops tucked in between the buildings…

It was also where I found a much needed restroom.  Just a note…watch the toilets in public restrooms…mine squirted water from the bottom of the bowl!  Talk about icky and scary!  It provided a good laugh though.

We found a really cute store that sold necklaces and gave out samples of rum balls.

Coupon Queen and I had no idea what rum balls were, so each of us grabbed one to taste.

While we were chomping away, the owner of the shop mentioned how potent the rum balls were…telling us that if we were not used to drinking, one would have us well on our way to partying.

You should have seen Coupon Queen’s face.  Fortunately she had not been the pig I had been and had only bitten off half of her treat.  She gingerly put the other half in a napkin, commenting, though, on how delicious they were.  We all got a good laugh out of that.  Oh, and for the record, mine did not bother me, and no it wasn’t because I’m a party animal.  Perhaps they weren’t as potent as the store owner was billing them to be.

Anyhoo…

We finished our shopping and headed back to the main drag to meet up with the rest of the group.  While we were waiting for everyone to catch up, we spied this interesting person…

I have no idea what he was doing as I was a little leery and took this picture from afar.

Meanwhile, Coupon Queen had secured a sweet deal for a tour of the entire island, so we went to meet up with the guide.  While we waited on the bus, Super Sis showed me what Dr. J had purchased…

Aren’t they the cutest little things?

I inspected the boo boo I had acquired the very first day on the trip when the cabin deck’s door slammed into my heel…

It doesn’t look like much, but its location was bad…where my foot pivots up and down when navigating stairs, tour buses, etc.  Oy!

Pretty soon, the tour bus (open-air, thank goodness) was full, and we departed.

St. Thomas is one GORGEOUS island.  It actually boasts a collection of smaller islands.

I was surprised to discover how mountainous it is!  The scenery reminds me of the show Lost…

In its early days, St. Thomas was home to many pirates…among them the notorious Bluebeard and Blackbeard, who hated one another.  They could see each others’ castles from their own and even tried shooting cannons at each other!

We visited Bluebeard’s castle…

There is a hotel attached to the castle these days…

Our tour guide pointed out Blackbeard’s castle from where we were standing (see the flag atop the tower?)…

One of the neat things about this island is the wildlife you see wherever you go…

The local flowers add color to an already lovely corner of the world…

We left the castle and proceeded.  The goal?  Get to the top of the island.  On the way, we were treated to some hair-raising sights…

Our tour guide was very knowledgeable…having lived on the island most of his life…

He pointed out his own home as we drove along…

Because the bus was open-air, we were able to take a lot of pictures as the elevation got higher and higher…

Not only did we go up the island, but we also went around the island.  I had no idea that one side of the island boasted the Caribbean Ocean and the other the Atlantic.  I took this picture of the Caribbean side, where (if I can remember correctly), real estate is much more expensive.  I guess this would be considered the “ritzy” side of town…

As you’ve probably noticed, no matter where you go in St. Thomas, there is plenty of water which means there’s also plenty of beaches.  Our guide dropped us off at one and allowed us to explore for a half an hour.

My goal was finding a bathroom.

There was a water park beside the beach, but to go to the bathroom, you had to pay $1.

You know me…I’ve gotten cheap since being laid off.  I was not going to pay $1, so I headed to the beach, where I’d heard there was another bathroom.

I spoke to the gal renting snorkeling equipment, and she told me there was a porta potty on the beach.

Ugh.

I absolutely cannot stand those things.

After soccering it for ten plus years, I have seen my share of them, and I simply refuse to go.  I’d rather find a bunch of trees to run into than go into a nasty potty booth.

So, I sucked it up and borrowed a dollar from Coupon Queen.  I was, after all, on vacation.  I wanted a clean bathroom.

I did feel bad a little later on though after I remembered what our tour guide had told us.  The island does not have fresh water on its own.  It has to have it brought in.  So, water is a premium…hence the fee to potty.

I was humbled.  How much I take for granted in the good ole US of A.

Knowing the above facts about the short water supply, you’ll understand the reason for the following…

Um, yeah, that’s for people who come off the beach and want to rinse the sand off their feet.

We chose to wipe our’s off with our socks.

We continued our tour.

One thing that astounded me was the large number of humongous houses built into the hills…

I'll take one of these for Christmas if it comes fully paid off with a cook, a maid, and a gardener.

Can you imagine owning the home above and looking out your window at this every day…

And this…

The boats look like toys!!

I never tired of the sights…

At times, we were able to spot our ship…

As you know, what goes up must come down, and so it was for us.  On the return trip, the driver stopped so we could take pictures of this…

See the iguana in the brush?

The trip down was much shorter, and we soon found ourselves shaking our guide’s hand and returning back to the ship.

Bex decided I had ignored her long enough and demanded a photo session, with the island providing a lovely backdrop…

There was a Royal Caribbean ship docked beside us…

Not too long after we boarded, it started raining…

I watched as a couple of my ship’s passengers ran to the ship as it was preparing to leave port.  The warning had been given 30 minutes before, and the double-whistle blew as the gangway was raised…”Wait for us…” they hollered.

I saw others standing on their decks, watching this couple run their little hearts out.  We clapped as staff lowered the gangway, and the passengers boarded.

Folks, when the captain says to be on the ship at a certain time, you better be there.  If there’s an airport at your port of call, you’ll get left behind.  Fair enough, I say.

As we were leaving, I spotted this plane (this is getting to be a theme, eh?)…

I watched the sun go down…another sight I never tire of…

I think the next picture is my favorite out of all I took on the trip…

Dinner was delicious, as usual.

Prosciutto

A light vegetable/noodle soup

Surf and Turf were my favorite nights!! I do love seafood!

It was another two-dessert night…

Chocolate Mousse Cake and Pina Colada Brulee

Chocolate Delights on the left and Pina Cola Brulee on the right.

The chef's hat was edible white chocolate!

While we were at dinner, our room stewards were hard at work, leaving us this towel animal…

Lobster!!

Now, Day 5 was a special day as far as desserts and ship entertaining go.  While passengers were busy on the island, the chefs were keeping themselves busy preparing for the Dessert Extravaganza.  Dessert-laden tables were set up around the pool, and passengers were given time to take photos before the feasting began…

I took way more pictures, but I didn’t want you to pass out from the dehydration that your drooling would cause.

You can thank me later.

Believe it or not, I was so full from dinner and so exhausted from the day that I went to bed after taking the dessert pictures…all without sampling even one thing!!  I simply could not keep my eyes open any longer.

And the ship continued to plow its way through the ocean…en route to our next destination…

Day 4 – Puerto Rico

Ahhh…Day 4 of the cruise…another beautiful day.

I awoke to this view from my cabin deck…

That is the fort that was used to guard the island.  Just look at those rocks and water…

I ate a breakfast of fruit and cheese, enjoying the quiet deck beside the Adult Only pool.  I was the first one up in the family, so it was me, my thoughts, and the peace that a morning on the ocean brings…

I saw this…a Coast Guard landing pad…

From the ship, I couldn’t really tell what this was, but it sure was cute!


We had to wait a bit for the ship to clear customs, so our room attendants had time to make our beds and leave us our latest towel animal…

Swan!

And then it was time to go exploring!

We strolled along the pier, haggling with tour bus drivers who were trying to lure us in.  Coupon Queen used her super savings skills and drove a bargain that one driver finally agreed to.  We had to wait while he nabbed enough people to fill all of the seats.

We sat, holding our breaths, as we watched the ploy…
Were those people going to stop?  They did.  They talked.  They started to walk away.  They walked back to the driver.

They approached the bus, looking back one more time…unsure if they were going to be taken for a “ride,” literally.

Decision finally made, they climbed aboard.

We clapped.

They looked unsure until we assured them that were were fairly normal people who were eager to leave.

They sighed in relief and joined us as we waited for the next group of people.

Finally we were off.

Puerto Rico is an interesting place.  I don’t remember seeing any traffic lights, so it was a little scary as our driver navigated the roads.

The architecture was a mixture of old and new…

Courthouse? I can't remember.

The price looks great until you learn that it's per liter. The conversion works out to be about the same as at home.

The Santa sighting reminded me that we really were getting close to Thanksgiving.

It looks like Puerto Ricans enjoy their Starbucks as much as Americans.

High class shopping...in which AuburnChick is not even allowed to window shop.

Maybe this was the courthouse...on account of the flags...maybe it was the capitol...

The building was GORGEOUS.

The ceiling had murals depicting the rich history of this island nation…

Our driver took us to the old and new sections of the island.  We saw this wall near the fort…

And the old cemetery…

This is the old fort, which I had seen from the ship.  How’d you like to go sledding down that hill?

The driver dropped us off in an shopping district area that was five minutes walking distance from the ship.  It was at this shop where I found a trinket…

When we’d had our fill of the stores, we headed back to the ship where we were greeted by staff offering washcloths soaked in cold water (ahhhh…felt so good), fresh drinking water, and Purell…

The people on the left are not related to us...they are innocent bystanders in this blogger's camera lens.

Lunch was a sandwich and pasta salad…

I wiled away the afternoon catching this sight from my deck…

Because we were in a U.S. territory, everyone had cell service, so I grabbed my phone and headed up to the top deck.  As I gabbed it up with my friend, Rabbitrescuer, I admired the souvenir I’d bought myself earlier…

It's a purse made from coconut shells. Very unique!!

I watched the sun as it inched closer to the horizon…

I admired the bling I bought (the bracelet came with earrings to match)…

And the sun moved a little further down…

And then it was dinnertime, where I had crab legs as an appetizer…

I think this was fish…

And a crab cake and some other fish thing…

And then…

DESSERT!!!!

Chocolate Sponge Cake!!

Chicky and Super Sis (sporting the dress she bought at a convenience store earlier in the day) ate too much…comparing bellies after dinner (Chicky’s is on the left).  I looked around warily…wondering what onlookers might be thinking…

The sky was dark when I made my way back to my cabin’s deck…

Puerto Rico’s skyline twinkled from the island’s night life…

I loved the reflection of the lights on the water…

Another day had passed.  I was excited about what the next day would bring…

Day 3 – Grand Turk

On Day 3 of the cruise, I awoke to find the sun shining brightly.

I stepped onto the deck and saw this sign greeting the boat…

The water was absolutely GORGEOUS…

As I scanned the water, I spied this sailboat…

Grand Turk is a rather small island.  It boasts a hotel, which I easily spotted from the ship…

Looks like an oasis, eh?

My crew ate quickly.  We were eager to explore…

Yeah, the sign looked exactly like it did from my view on the ship. Imagine that.

The ship looks really big when you stand in front of it…

We walked through the “Welcome Center” and faced a courtyard of Tourist Traps…i.e. “shopping.”

I let the crew do the shopping while I took a seat outside, capturing the following pictures…

I love the palm tree in the next picture…so “island-y…”

My nephew spent some of his vacation money on this little guy…

After everyone got the tourist thing out of their systems, we were ready to tour the rest of the island.

We paid an exorbitant amount of money, splitting into two groups and climbed into our respective taxis.

The “tour” was mainly a drive across the very small island.  The driver provided various facts about the island, and I was saddened to see the state in which a majority of the population lives.

We got dropped off in the “shopping district,” which was, in reality, a few small open-air shacks.  You had to feel bad for the ladies running them.  It was, after all, about 85 degrees.  The humidity must have been near 70-80%, so it felt even hotter.

We decided to go for a stroll and saw the island’s museum…

I took the next picture to show that Grand Turkans (can you call residents of this island that?) drive on the left side of the road…

The next photo shows the famous establishment where emancipation was loudly proclaimed…

We saw real flamingos (now I know where those Miami folks get them)…

At the next sighting, we were told that John Glenn’s capsule landed about 14 miles away from the island, and he was taken to Grand Turk for physical examinations after he returned to earth.  This is something that island residents are very proud of…

After our trip back to the ship, we were ready to cool off and play trivia.  Don’t ask me how that went.

While we were gone, our room attendants had been busy…picking up discarded towels (yes, I actually showered BEFORE leaving for that hot, humid island), making up our beds, and creating this work of art…

Butterfly!

We re-visited our cabin decks, where Rooster spotted (pun intended) the following…

Yep…it was a cow…way in the middle of the island.  How he saw it is beyond me.

I filmed a bit of video (the quality isn’t the best) to give you an idea of just how small the island is…

The ship left the island fairly early in the afternoon, once again heading across the open sea…

I had my afternoon mug of peppermint tea and a cookie, which is mysteriously gone from the following picture…wonder where it went?

I did a bit of knitting…

My brother-in-law, Super D, spotted this mini-rainbow…

It was soon time to get ready for dinner…

Scallops (I think) made a delicious appetizer

Time for the entree…

Tortellini!!

Super D’s entree looked…um…interesting…

I hit the jackpot with dessert…

And yes, I did order two, thank you very much.  It’s my party, and I’ll eat two desserts if I want to…you’d order two if it happened to you (sing that to the tune of “It’s My Party”).

This was some sort of apple thing.  I took two small bites and handed it over to my nephew in a pre-arranged deal to make me look like less of an oink-oink…

Do you think I shared my chocolate mousse?

AuburnChick + chocolate = the glare of steel if you even think about it.

After that dinner, I had full belly and turned in early to prepare for the next day’s adventures…

Day 2 of Cruising the High Seas

Day 2 of the cruise was all about the open sea as it takes time to get from one location to another.

For the most part, it seemed as if we were the only people on  the big blue expanse…

However, this was a BIG holiday week, and other people apparently had the same idea.

I spotted this ship mid-morning…

Later, I spotted what I suspect to be a Disney ship…

The Eurodam kicked up some foam as it moved through the water…

Here’s a little taste of what it sounded like to sit on my deck…

After breakfast, I got comfy beside the pool for some knitting…

Lunch came and went, and the relaxing continued.

My crew headed to the Crow’s Nest for Team Trivia.  It was a battle of the sexes as we split into two groups.  The girls called ourselves Team Banana.   The boys came up with the “brilliant” name of The Lightbulbs.  They even said, “Boing,” when they posed for a photo.

Um, yeah, real “bright,” eh?  LOL

Let me just say that Team Trivia was one of my favorite activities…probably because I am a nerd.

I quickly figured out that my poor little brain hasn’t acquired a large amount of random trivia, but I did learn quite a few things…

Such as, what is a pregnant goldfish called?  Google the answer and leave a comment with the answer if you want.

Trivia was so much fun and took us to the time when we needed to prep for dinner, which was to be formal.

Let me take a moment to tell you that never, ever have I taken two showers on the same day more than two days in a row.  I am of the firm opinion that if you shower more than once, you should receive a credit for that second shower and thus not have to shower on another day.

Regardless, I did shower, again, and I did dress up in something besides blue jeans and a t-shirt.  My family was proud, and Chicky was heard to say, “See, Mama, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”

Thanks, Honey.

When we got to the dining room, this is what the table looked like…

And the menu for the night…

Is it any wonder that the primary stress of the cruise involved which dishes to order?  Oy!

You know you have a blogger in the family when she pulls out her camera and starts photographing the food…

Grand Pooba's appetizer

My appetizer

Surf and Turf! Yummmmmmm

After dinner, I headed back to the room, where I discovered this towel animal…

Stingray!!

Along with the stingray were these items…

Two beach bags, information about the next day’s port, and the ever-famous chocolates.  Yum!

I headed to bed to prepare for Day #3…

AuburnChick Goes Cruising

Hi all!

I’m back…not that you knew I was gone thanks to the handy-dandy feature in WordPress that allows users to schedule posts to appear whenever we decide.

For safety reasons, the Mr. asked me not to put some cutesy saying like, “AuburnChick can’t come to the blog right now because…”

He was worried that some savvy computer person might do something wholly undesirable.  So, instead you got my rather lame (yet honest) little “thankful” posts.

I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.

While you were tucked into your homes stuffing your bellies with turkey and dressing, Your’s Truly was cruising…

On the open seas…

It all started early this year when Grand Pooba and Coupon Queen, Master and Mistress of the Seas, decided to commence on yet another journey.  Ever since Grand Pooba retired, they’ve been leaving their beloved children and grandchildren behind a couple of times a year while they explored vast lands.

Only this time they decided that they would invite the rest of us along.

So, they booked passage, generously paying for all ten of us (them included), to take a ride on Holland America’s Eurodam.

This is a beautiful cruise ship that routinely travels to the Eastern Caribbean.

Being the good blogger that I am, I took pictures so you wouldn’t feel left out.

This is the first of eight posts (hope you don’t get bored) about the trip.

We pulled the kids out of school on Friday, November 20th.  The school generously obtained a sub for me (sub for the sub…funny, eh?), and I got experience writing lesson plans for someone else to follow.

Anyhoo…we drove down to Ft. Lauderdale…a long drive during which I slept most of the way.

After arriving, we headed out to dinner.  We used to live in Coral Springs, which is a hop, skip, and a jump away from Ft. Lauderdale.  It felt good to be on familiar stomping grounds.

Until…

We stopped at a traffic light, waiting for it to turn green…

And heard the weirdest noise ever.

The noise repeated itself several times before we figured out it was a car horn.  It sounded like a baby crying.

Some impatient-have-to-be-there-now-person-who-shouldn’t-be-behind-the-wheel-of-a-two-thousand-piece-of-metal was irate because we were obeying the law and not running a red light.

To make it worse, they were yelling at us…from two cars behind.

Sheesh.  Give me a break.

You do that where we live now, and you’re liable to get shot.

Anyhoo…

We met up with the rest of the gang…Grand Pooba, Coupon Queen, and my sister and the Mr.’s brother, who are married to one another.

I’ll let you have a second to run that one through your head.

The Mr. and I have siblings who are married to each other.  Hey, we’re from Alabama.  What do you expect?
They have two sons.  Music Man is the same age as Rooster, and Dr. J is ten.

We arose Saturday morning and headed to Port Everglades…

When it was our turn to pass through, we were asked the all important question, “Are you carrying any weapons?”

Um, hmmm…what would be the correct answer here?

Chicky was not impressed with the security, but I guess we looked honest enough that we were allowed through.

On to the terminal, where we answered health questions.

Chicky had been suffering from either a very minor cold or an allergy attack, so she honestly (remember, we tell the truth) answered that yes, she had suffered a runny nose and cough.

While the rest of our crew was given room keys and literature about the ship, my family was told to have a seat and someone would be with us.

Say what?

Ten minutes later, a lady wearing nurses scrubs came out to question Chicky further.

How embarrassing for Chicky…especially when she had to have her temperature taken.

After assuring the nurse that she was fine and simply had allergies, and after obtaining a normal temperature reading (thank goodness as mine would have been sky high after the nervousness), we were cleared to board.

Now, this is where the real fun began.

If you’ve never been on a cruise, let me explain that one of the most fantastic things is the ginormous amount of food available.  And the feasting begins immediately upon boarding.

Trust me.  This was my third cruise, and every one of them have been the same.

You go in, take the elevator up to the deck that has the buffet dining hall, and you eat…

I can’t remember how many lines like this existed, but everything was a little different…Italian, Asian, salads, fruit…you name it, they had it.

And then I saw this…

Dessert!!!!

Now, to my credit, I will say that I never once got any dessert from this display.  Most of the items had milk in them, and because I am lactose-intolerant, I have to steer clear of such yummies.

That’s okay.  I knew I’d get my turn.

There were large windows around the dining room, providing patrons with an incredible view.  Ft. Lauderdale really is gorgeous.  I sometimes miss it, except for the rude people…

After eating, we decided to explore the ship…

Mainstage - Where all of the shows were put on

The staircase outside of the formal dining room

Since we were so close to the dining room, we decided to saunter by.  This would be where we would be eating dinner each night at our assigned table with the same table attendants each night.

The dress code most nights was smart casual...two nights were formal.

The menu for dinner was displayed each day.  I chose not to look because I like surprises.  I did snap a picture without really reading it…

After cleaning up the drool from the floor, we resumed our tour.

This was the private cabana area, which was roped off to mere mortals like myself.  It was on Deck 10 and had stairs (outside the roped area) that I frequently climbed to get to another, more accessible, deck…

Now, don’t act all surprised to see my knitting.  You knew I would pack it.

Bex tagged along in my carry on.  She’s felt lonely because every time I think I have a chance to get serious about finishing her, another project magically jumps on my needles!  Dang that soft heart I have for giving away knitted creations.

Anyhoo…

We decided to head to the top of the ship…to the Internet Cafe/Crow’s Nest.

If you’re a book lover, this is the place for you.  Oh my, but what a relaxing place to sit, read, do a crossword puzzle, or sleep in the lazy chairs that line the ginormous windows.

This is where Super Sis and I took a break from the touring.  I asked if she’d be interested in trying on Bex’s mate, which has been crying the lonely wail that first socks typically cry…

Um, no, I'm not planning on being THAT generous...here, socky socky...come back to Mama where you belong...

The Crow’s Nest, an extension of the Internet Cafe, was blocked off because there was a wedding going on.  We had seen the bride earlier…dressed in her finery.  We later saw her at the lifeboat drill, carefully holding up her dress as she hunted for the place she was assigned to be, should there be an emergency.

We were finally allowed to enter our rooms.  Here’s what we saw…

The couch folded out into a bed, and another bed came down from the ceiling above the large bed.  Every room had its own deck, and we later got the room attendants to remove the partitions between the three rooms.

After a lovely dinner, during which we sailed away from port, I headed to my cabin to start a new knitting project (poor Bex).

Meanwhile, the moon was keeping watch as the ship slowly made its way south…

Leaving Las Vegas

Well, the fun had to end sometime, didn’t it? One cannot live the life of luxury and buy yarn every day, right? Only if you’re Paris Hilton. Imagine that — Paris in a yarn store…Paris, knitting.

First things first…

My daughter’s team did not finish up as strongly as it started. They lost the next two games, but only by one goal. Not bad considering that they played Colorado and Oregon’s state champs. It’s not always about winning but about the journey. The team begins its quest for a state championship in a couple of weeks. Fortunately, we won’t be flying across the country. One can’t always life like the rich and famous.

On Sunday, we started our day very early. So much for sleeping late on vacation. I arose at 5am. We had to be at the fields at 7am. It was raining, and the wind was blowing like it does when a hurricane is coming. From what I was told, this is normal for Las Vegas. Not the rain, but the wind. It felt like it was about 20 degrees. Here’s a picture of what it looked like on our way to the fields…

I prayed the entire way, and the rain stopped before the girls started warm-up. Here’s what it looked like after the game was over (notice the snow…it wasn’t there the day before)…

The girls played a hard game, and then we returned to the hotel for hot showers and a bit of down time. Our plane was not scheduled to take off until 10:45pm.

After checking out of the hotel, we made our way to the Strip. My son wanted to ride the roller coaster, and I wanted to check out the lions at MGM. We parked at Caesar’s Palace and met some friends at the mall inside of the hotel.

Oh — my — goodness! Caesar’s Palace Mall is something to behold! I’ve never seen anything quite like it! All three levels were filled with high-end stores I’ve only seen ads for in magazines. Look at some of the pictures I took inside…

I made the following picture bigger so you could see the detailing on the ceiling.

The Trojan Horse stands outside of FAO Schwartz…

We could have spent a couple of days at the mall, but we were on a tight schedule, so we ventured out to the street level. To get there, we had to walk through the casino. It was like something you see on TV. Wow! The outfits on the female dealers…the enormous atrium. Unbelievable!

We hoofed it on the street, making our way to M&M World.

Look at all of the M&M’s! Have you ever seen anything so amazingly delicious (other than the yarn I posted pictures of earlier)?!

At $9/lb, I decided not to purchase any. Write this day on the calendar. AuburnChick did not buy chocolate!

We went to MGM next, but the hotel was doing maintenance on the lion cage, so we proceeded on to the roller coaster at New York New York. Wow! It was scary, and I screamed as if someone had stolen my new stash. You could have heard me all over the city.

After the ride, we took a look at our watches and realized that we had been too ambitious. We literally ran back to Caesar’s Palace, where we had parked our car. On the way, we passed the Excalibur hotel. My dh stayed there many years ago, when our daughter was a tiny thing.

We passed the Bellagio…all lit up. It’s so beautiful at night!

We made it to the car in record time. I’ll venture to bet that you’ve never seen a 30-something year old woman walk as fast as I did. My poor daughter had sore legs from her game, but she kept up the best she could.

Here are some pictures of the Strip lit up at night. I took these on our way to the airport.

We made it to the airport with plenty of time to spare. Once I stopped walking, I became aware that perhaps I had pushed my body too far. My hips, knees, and feet were screaming at me. But that’s okay. I had led my family well.

AuburnChick Wins the Jackpot

Folks, Las Vegas has redeemed herself in AuburnChick’s eyes!

No, I didn’t win at the slot machines. Nothing as exciting as that (winning money is always a thrill, eh?). I won a jackpot of a different kind. But more on that later.

First of all, I feel the need to apologize. My previous post was a bit negative. I have learned that you should never blog when you’re tired and, hence, grumpy. Apparently, waking up at 3:30 in the morning and then flying across country, changing time zones three times, can leave one a bit less than 100%. I think that the fatigue, combined with the bright lights and noise of the slot machines, left me feeling overwhelmed. Plus, I was a bit disappointed with the hotel. Hence, my less-than-impressive first impression.

It’s amazing what a good night’s sleep can do for you. Friday, I woke up bright-eyed and busy-tailed, ready to take on this town. I had already found a couple of knitting stores through MapMuse.com. I had called Wooly Wonders the afternoon before to ensure they had the good yarn. My original plan was to visit this store because it was close to the hotel. However, I got up so early that I was eager to get started on my adventure. So, I decided to brave the road, and I headed for the other store, which was further away. Boy am I glad I did!

Warning: The following pictures are not for the faint of heart.

But first…pictures of my trip there. Look at the car we rented! I like this car! I felt sporty, like a hot young mama (one can have their delusions…it is Vegas, after all!).

Here’s the view I had as I drove:

I was thrilled to find two good Christian radio channels. I was singing, enjoying the scenery, and anticipating what was to come. Would my expectations be met???

Here’s the first store I went to — Gail Knits.

What a fabulous store!!! The outside is very deceptive. Here’s what I saw when I entered…

I thought I’d died and gone to heaven! I felt like a two-year old at Disney World! A gal came up and asked if she could help me. I could barely talk, blubbering like some crazy lady. I slowed down and calmly explained that I was AuburnChick from Podunk, U.S.A., and that I had never seen such a marvelous array of yarn before! She invited me to pet the yarn. I did the mad dash. However, she tried to explain all about how some of the yarns were spun, etc.

“Lady,” I wanted to say, “Let me be…not enough time and so much to see.” But I didn’t. I politely listened until she saw the glazed look in my eyes and wandered off, allowing me the freedom to wander. What a marvelous, stupendous place! I saw yarns I’d only seen online. Cascade, Tofutsies, Rowan…I could go on and on…

Now, here’s where the practical side of me came out. If I’m going to buy yarn, I must know what I’m going to make. So undecided…I finally called over another lady, who wound up being the owner. She chuckled at my enthusiasm and patiently answered all of my questions. I’m sure I must have sounded and acted like the country bumpkin I am. I was overwhelmed, but this time the words “cheesy” do not come to mind. Glorious is more like it.

So, on to the good stuff. Here’s what I walked out with.

Bamboo!!! Oh my! I’ve heard about the stuff but have never touched it! It is some of the softest stuff I’ve ever had the privilege of touching.

I’m going to make the Bamboo Lacy Jacket. It’s an in-house pattern.

This is some Cascade yarn. It’s green. The picture does not do it justice. I’m going to make a beret to match the fingerless gloves in my queue.

This is more Cascade yarn. Sorry I can’t be more specific on the color, but I’m sitting on the soccer field as I type this. I think I’m going to make a hat out of this as well.

Here are a couple of skeins of Tofutsies.

A funny story…I was eyeing the bamboo and the three skeins of Tofutsies on the shelves. There wasn’t enough of the bamboo for the project, so I was debating whether or not to purchase it. Plus, Gail didn’t have a color of Tofutsies that I liked. However, I stayed so long that she got in a delivery. You guessed it…more bamboo and Tofutsies yarn. I heard God speak…”Nathalie, this yarn was meant for you…” <giggle>

So, I walked out of the store quite a bit poorer but floating on air. What a great start to the day! But the day was only just beginning…

I decided I had spent enough money, and I proceeded to head back toward the hotel. Conveniently, the Las Vegas Strip was on my way. Having missed the fun the night before, I decided to take a drive. Here are the photos I took, from the window of my car. I have to say that the strip is impressive. It’s amazing how big and ornate these hotels are.

So, after driving down the strip, I realized that I still had plenty of time before I had to go the soccer fields. Mustn’t let an opportunity like this go to waste. I punched the address to Wooly Wonders into the GPS.

What a find! The yarn selection was not as big as Gail Knits, but it was a cozy place with the nicest gals!

Here’s what I bought at this store…

Noro, for a friend. I’m going to make her a booga bag.

I can’t remember the name of this yarn, but it’s just gorgeous! It’s deep blue with a hint of purple in it. I’m going to make a shawl/wrap thing from a lace book I purchased at the store.

Here’s some reading material for the plane.

Now, I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention the soccer aspect of this trip. Just look at these gorgeous fields…

The mountains provide a backdrop that is simple awe-inspiring. God’s handiwork is something to behold.

Here’s a picture of “Stitch,” a dog that someone on another team brought to the game. I’m throwing it in cause I thought you might enjoy it.

The girls won their game, beating the Nevada state champs! We’re playing the #2 team from California (my hands are freezing as I type this), and we’ll play the Colorado state champs this afternoon. Wish us luck!

AuburnChick Knits At 38,000 Feet

Well, we are officially in Las Vegas!

Our trip got off to a good start, even though we had to be at the airport at o’dark-thirty, as we’re fond of calling any hour before daybreak. I don’t know how I’ve managed to keep my eyes open given the long day (and it ain’t even over yet!). I’m so glad I packed my knitting stuff last night! And boy did I pack. I had to take my laptop, of course. Wouldn’t want to let my faithful readers (or should I say reader, as in singular?) down. But the yarn…what to take??? What projects do I think I’ll actually get to??? I was conservative. I only took three…no make that four…skeins of yarn. But I had to take all of my needles…my entire KnitPicks case, in fact. My laptop bag must have weighed 50 lbs!

So, we took off in the dark on a teeny, tiny plane. Row 7 was almost to the back. Here’s a photo I took looking out our window:

What a pretty view!

Now, I must say a few good words about the flight (second leg, I mean). We flew Delta, and when we got on, one of the attendants explained that the plan had just been renovated. Every seat had its own TV. We were able to watch satellite TV channels and movies. We could control the music, lights, and attendant light via the touch screen. Now, to be fair, the movies cost extra, as did the headphones, but the headphones were good ones…not the ear buds that hurt.

The food was delicious, although you did have to pay for the meals (which you ordered from a nice selection on a professional menu). Peanuts and crackers were free, as were non-alcoholic drinks. The plane was huge too! Seats were comfy, and there was a bit more leg room than the other planes we’ve been on recently.

Oh, and just so you know, I’m receiving no compensation for the above endorsement. Rats…

Despite the fact that I had to get up so early, I didn’t want to waste any precious knitting time. Here’s what I finished on the first leg of our journey…which lasted all of 35 minutes (as you know, every flight must go through Atlanta):

I used I Love This Yarn, and the color is Red. I really like the pattern. It’s called Basket Rib I from the knit & purl book.

We had a three-hour layover, so I actually did some work (as in $$ work). But I had my needles in my hand as we boarded plane #2. Here’s what I knit up during the second leg of our trip:

Same yarn as the other one. The pattern is called Vertical Bar Lines from the same book. I wasn’t sure if I was going to like it at first, but the more I knit, the more it grows on me. Here’s a close-up:

These squares will be sent to a gal on KH for the NIU Charity Blanket KAL. I’m going to try to get a few more squares done before I leave.

My impressions, thus far, of Vegas…

What a shock! I was surprised to find slot machines right in the airport…as soon as we got off the plane!!!! The lobby was lit up like the strip too! Wow! Granted, I’ve lived in big cities before. In fact, I lived in Miami for two years and ventured (albeit bravely) over to South Beach and Coral Gables a few times. But this was different! This city is definitely a money machine.

We’re not staying at one of the bigger hotels. No MGM Grand for us. We’re just soccer fanatics…not wealthy enough to stay at such fancy places. But, our hotel does have a casino in it. When we arrived, we had to walk through the casino to get to the reservations desk. I miss Florida’s “No Smoking law.” Why, oh why, do they have you walk through a smoke-filled haze just to get to your rooms?

Money.

When you have allergies, like my family, this isn’t good. Oh well. And I felt sorry for the cocktail waitresses. Everything just seems kind of cheesy. Not at all what I expected. I guess I’ve been somewhat sheltered. I kind of like that.

That said, the scenery (as in outside landscape) is beautiful. Wow! The mountains are gorgeous! I can’t wait to see what the soccer fields are like!

Yep…I guess this is proof positive that I’ve gotten older…when I can’t wait to see the soccer fields instead of the casino. Or maybe it’s not that I’m older…maybe just wiser.

P.S. I’ve already mapped my way to the nearest yarn store. In fact, I even called them first:

“Hello, this is country bumpkin from Hicktown, U.S.A. What kind of yarn do you sell?”

I’m praying they don’t say the standard Bernat, Lion Brand, or any other yarn that I can find at Michaels or Hobby Lobby, which are the only stores I have at home.

“We carry Cascade, Noro…”

“Say no more…I’ll see you tomorrow.”

AuburnChick is going shopping!

AuburnChick is Headed to Vegas!

“She’s leaving on a jet plane…”

AuburnChick’s family is headed to Vegas!!!!

What would possess a woman to wake up her family at the cheery hour of 3:30am to catch a 6am flight? Are the glitzy lights and siren calls of the slot machines drawing AuburnChick out West?

Alas…no…it is none of the above.

The reason for the cross-country trip is a white ball on a green field. It’s a little game affectionately known as “futbol,” or in America, “soccer.”

AuburnChick’s daughter plays soccer on a team that travels all over the place. AuburnChick’s son thinks this is great! He gets out of school for two days, and he gets to visit neat places.

AuburnChick is excited because, not only does she get to see her daughter play amazing soccer, but she gets to visit yarn stores! What other person flies across the country and visits yarn stores? A dedicated knitter, that’s who.

Actually, it’s a desperate knitter who does not have a yarn store in her own city. Please, please, let them have Mmmmmmalabrigo. AuburnChick has heard so much about this yarn! She wants to see it for herself!!!

AuburnChick is off to bed now…dreaming about knitting needles, yarn, and patterns! Ain’t life grand!

Wake-Up Call

My day started out in an interesting way. But first, you must have some background.

Living in my house is like living in a zoo. No kidding. We have three dogs, two rats, and a rabbit.

Cadillac Chance Chloe

Molly Pele Aubie

A few days ago, I put them all (yes, you read that right) in the car for a trip to the boarding facility. Well, Aubie’s hunting instincts kick in any time she hears the rabbit, and being in close proximity was just too much. Aubie was doing everything she could to get to that rabbit, despite the bars on the cage. I got about two houses down the street when I had to stop the car to rearrange the animals. Of course Molly, my escape artist, took the opportunity to jump out of the car. So, I quickly grabbed her, got her back in, fussing at her the entire time, then proceeded to fuss at my eight year old dog…poor thing. What a nightmare! I must have looked like a lunatic…driving down the road, yelling the whole time. Hmmm…maybe that’s why the other cars kept their distance??

When I got to the boarder, there was a nicely dressed lady waiting to pick up her dog. Her jaw dropped as the employees helped me bring in the three-floor rat cage (only the best, ya know), dining room table-sized rabbit cage, and three dogs. By the end of the procession, even the employees at the place were laughing at me. I was exhausted. I knew there was a reason why I only had two children.

To top it all off, I had to go directly from there to attempt to take a proctored mid-term. But I digress…

Getting back to the point of today’s post…

Yesterday, after getting up at 3am to catch an early flight, I was exhausted and looking forward to sleeping in. Not gonna happen…

5:30am (my time…not home time), my cell phone rings, and from the caller ID, I can see it’s my boarder. Uh oh. This cannot be good.

“Hello, Mrs. Auburnchick…it looks like your rats got into a fight last night.” Oh no…poor son…I’m thinking the worst. Why else would you call someone on their vacation about a rat?

“One of them has a lot of blood.”

“But both are alive?” I ask.

“Oh yes, but we think that one is a female and has, uh, matured.” Huh? It’s 5:30 in the morning…I’m not thinking straight. So, the nice gentleman proceeds to explain what he means. Oh, duh! Now my face is red, but who cares…it’s still dark on the West coast.

I kindly explain that both of the rats are males, and the fat one (Cadillac) steals skinny one’s food. Skinny one may be little, but he’s scrappy. He obviously defended his precious pasta.

At least the dogs are okay…I think.