Carnival Victory: Day 2 - Nassau, Bahamas

Before we get to Nassau, I have to continue the first night... 

(If you missed the first two installments, check them out here: Report Card, Part 1.)

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Forces Beyond Our Control

The weather leaving Miami was dodgy. We were sailing toward the Bahamas in 10'-13' swells. I don't get seasick, but it was so bad, I was beginning to question that fact. At dinner, drinks were actually sliding around on the table. 

We were assigned dinner in the Pacific Dining Room at the very back of the ship. The dining room was pretty. I was hopeful... my favorite part of a cruise is the food. 

Unfortunately, the food was "meh" at best. I ordered shrimp. The texture was so strange. It freaked me out enough to stop eating after ingesting 3. I was afraid of what might happen to me. 

(I thought perhaps the food was yucky because my mind was having trouble getting past the rocking. The next morning, at breakfast with other passengers, I discovered I was not the only one who thought dinner was gross. Bummer.)

After dinner, I was exhausted. I have no shame. I just wanted to go to sleep. The room was nice, and the bed was comfy. And at this point, the rocking felt wonderful. I told Stu to leave me, go have fun with friends and clients, let me sleep. I passed out at 7:30. It was amazing. 

Get one of these - Nothing I was planning to wear had pockets. And I hate digging into my bag 50 times each day. This card is your room key, credit card and passport. You use it ALL THE TIME.

A few blissful hours later, I found out that the walls are paper thin. And I was staying in a fraternity house full of drunk idiots. I was yanked out of a deep, delicious sleep by some moron SCREAMING the most versatile word in the English language. Here's a hint: it rhymes with buck. And I do mean SCREAMING it. For the next 2 hours, I lay in bed listening to one drunk idiot after another roam the halls. They were loudly cussing each other out. Laughing about who-knows-what. Fighting with each other. I swear someone walked by carrying a boombox (probably an iPhone, but I like the boombox image better) blasting a cacophony of music notes and toneless words (my guess is something by Kanye). 

I was awake when Stu came back. And thankfully, even the alcoholics need their sleep. 

Nassau, Bahamas

At breakfast, we decided not to disembark at 10am with everyone else. We did not sign up for any activities. I really only wanted to walk around, buy something for each kid, and eat lunch on the island. 

This was breakfast. Not the worst, but not the best either. I thought the eggs were ok. The danish was inedible - what even is that stuff in the center??? I could not cut through the ham, so I was unable to even try it.

Around noon, we met up with a few friends, and executed my plan. 

I do not know what Mr. & Mrs. Potato Head have to do with cruising, but I thought my kids would like this.

I love catching Stu taking selfies.

​Nassau is ok. The water is BEAUTIFUL. I mean it... my photos (above) do not do it any justice. Next time, I think I'd like to charter a boat for the day and go around that way. 

The city (near the port) is touristy. It looks like every other tourist trap I have been to (Key West, Niagra). 

We had a great time (at least I did) walking around for a while. 

A Photo Mini Tour

Not going to lie, I had ship-envy.

I wish I could tell you they are looking at something cool and interesting. They are not. They are discussing an A/C unit on this building. *eye roll*

I have an extreme affinity for old churches. There is something so beautiful about them. There was a funeral at this one, so we stayed away from it.

This picture is for Buddy. He LOVES Dunkin' Donuts.

Alrighty-then. I think that's good for now. In the next post, I will share with you the awesome spot we ate at in Nassau. You won't want to miss it. Sign up on Bloglovin' and you'll be notified when it's published. 

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