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Thursday, September 9, 2010

Back From My Caribbean Adventure

Ahoy, Matey!

I'm happy to say that I, along with the other 3, 633 passengers on board the Freedom of The Seas, survived our voyage despite the category 4 hurricane, Hurricane Earl, from a week ago. I knew, the day before the trip, that the goddamn hurricane could possibly pose a threat, but I wasn't going to let that stop me. I was determined to defy the power of the seas, themselves! That's just how much I wanted to go and just how completely insane I am.

We had to take a much different course than intended, but we made it out alive and unscathed. YO HO HO and a bucket of chum!

Indeed.

Instead of going to the Eastern Caribbean Islands, Captain Tor Olsen decided to take the ship to the Western Caribbean Islands, for the most part, with the exception of Cococay, Bahamas.

My wife and my personal adventures on the cruise ship and on the islands were filled with many physical and emotional ups and downs (mostly ups, thank Poseidon) and I won't possibly be able to tell the entire story in one post. In other words, I'll definitely have to spread all of this out in a series of posts. There's just way too much to tell, damn it.

This post will be short and sweet, in fact, due to everyone in our circle of friends and family demanding that we show them all the 266 pictures taken, assorted souvenirs bought and revealing all that happened during our seven day voyage. Tonight will be just as busy as the last four days since we came back. No rest for the wicked and demented.

And yeah, that's me below, drinking out of the pirate skull mug I got in Cozumel, Mexico. Thought it was too cool to pass up.


I know I have a lot of catching up to do, in regards to blog visiting/commenting and I'll be sure to start on that tomorrow. I just wanted to let all of ye landlubbers know that Kelly The Pirate is back, full of renewed vigor, replenished spirit and a hearty yearning to go back to the seas of the Caribbean.

13 comments:

Gucci Mama said...

Hey, I was just thinking about you! Sounds like you had a fabulous time and I, for one, am on pins and needles to hear all about it.

Love the pirate mug. It suits you.

klahanie said...

Hey Kelly,
Welcome back! I look forward to you sharing all your pirate-type adventures. I've no doubt that this holiday was also a time for quiet reflection and an opportunity to recharge your batteries. (when I say 'batteries'..there is absolutely no innuendo in regards to sex toys)
YO HO HO and a bucket of cum!
All the best, Gary :-)

The Wolf said...

Well piss in a glass and call it a cocktail you're back and alive to tell us of you're wild adventures on the high seas, welcome back. Can't wait to hear about you're trip..........oh and if you notice any unusal stains in you're place that was from me..........better you don't ask

bazza said...

Welcome home Kelly. Sounds like you had a great time. You have been missed!

Kelly said...

Gucci Mama- You were just thinkin' about lil' ol' me??? Ah, now that's sweet and makes my head (in my nether regions) swell. Tee hee. Yeah, for the most part, Steph, we did have a great time. It was an experience I'll never forget. I'm going to try to tell as much as I can about our incredibly exciting, never-for-a-moment-boring trip as much as I can the next couple of weeks before I forget any details. I'm glad my wife kept a journal during the voyage!

Glad ya like the pirate mug. It's pretty cool, aye? Btw, they had a Gucci store (for real) on our cruise ship and I thought of you when we saw it. Take care.

Kelly said...

klahanie- Gary, thank you. It's good (sort of) to be back. At least my cats are alive, my house wasn't robbed and nobody in my family did anything too crazy while I was away. Another nice surprise we had when we came back was that we found out our shitty, abusive neighbor down below moved out. So we don't have that to deal with, anymore.

Still, I wish I was back on the ship, watching the ocean, in complete peace and harmony, listening to the waves crash, without the annoying clatter and electronic noises of civilization. Having tasted the true serenity and having seen the beauty of the ocean, I know I will always miss being out there. My spiritual 'batteries' (no innuendo to sex toys, you depraved young man, you) did, indeed, get recharged and I feel refreshed and ready to blog again.

I'll be by your site and everyone else's today and tomorrow. I hope you stayed well while I was gone.

Kelly said...

The Wolf- Well, cum in a tumbler and call it SpermShake Surprise, I am back and ready to fuckin' roll. Thanks, dude. Yes, indeedy do, I'll be spillin' me swarvy guts with all manner of tales of my high seas adventures, for certain.

And I was wondering about those crusty stains on my pillows and the curious drippings dribbling from my cats' assholes. Now I know the culprit is you! Ah Ha!

Kelly said...

Bazza- Thanks for the warm welcome back, friend. We had a once-in-a-lifetime experience, for sure. Stay tuned for details, as they come, in regards to our adventures.

I missed you and everyone else, too. I'll stop by later. Take care.

Crazy Brunette said...

I NEED THAT CUP!!!! Like now. Yesterday.

Welcome back fucker!

Kelly said...

Crazy Brunette- Ha ha ha! You can't have my skull cup or any other piece of me looty or booty, my charming young lass.

Thanks for the 'welcome back', Ashley! I missed you, my cats and the rest of the blogfolk on the net... not much else, though. Wish I was back on the ship, sailing the seven seas. Yo ho ho.

Sir Tom Eagerly said...

And a new 'Cayman Islands' t-shirt!
I have several bank accounts in the Caymans. UK taxman can't touch 'em you know.
I think one of my ancestors (probably the 2nd Duke of Neasden) was a pirate. The family fortune must have come from somewhere Kelly. Sir Tom suddenly craves a large glass of rum.

Sir Tom Eagerly said...

And a new 'Cayman Islands' t-shirt!
I have several bank accounts in the Caymans. UK taxman can't touch 'em you know.
I think one of my ancestors (probably the 2nd Duke of Neasden) was a pirate. The family fortune must have come from somewhere Kelly. Sir Tom suddenly craves a large glass of rum.

Kelly said...

Sir Tom- You're repeating yourself, man! Lay off the hooch, for cryin' out loud. And yeah, I've heard of sneaky folks putting in their looty in the Cayman banks. Pretty crafty.

You say you are a descendant of pirates, perhaps?

"Yo ho ho and a bottle of rummmm"

Buuurrrrp!

Now walk the plank, you smarmy scalawag-- before yea gets ran through with me shiny new cutlass I just got at the local gift shop. It was on sale!

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