Cruisin' with the Morrisons
So everything here is after our traumatic beginning. Well, my traumatic beginning. I have no shots of us getting on the boat because it took 4 hours to do that and it wasn't at all certain that all 4 of us would be going on this cruise. I was the issue. I had applied for a renewal for my passport in mid January leaving what I thought was lots of time to get it back by the end of March. Wrong. Departure day arrives and I still don't have a passport. So I go even though the cruise company says that I absolutely need a passport. I take my visa and every other document that I think might help. On arrival they put us in a waiting line while all of the other passengers board. They talk with big wigs and report that I can't go. I point out that I have a visa and a driver's license. proving US residency. They check, no that's not good enough. I don't even have my expired passport which would be good enough, but I do have a photocopy of it. That's not good enough. I finally point out that we're Canadian. Now you see, there aren't a lot of Canadians leaving from Charleston on cruises, so they have no idea what this means or for that matter exactly where Canada is. They phone an official in Key West which is where we will reenter the US and he points out that Canadians only need a Visa and a driver's license. Well now, that I have. I'm so relieved that I forget how mad I should be that they have made us wait all this time for nothing.
We are almost the last to board.
Home again, Home again, Jiggity Jig. We're not suppose to take this picture on the dock In Charleston, you know we might be terrorists plotting to......