An amazing time...

And so we're back- the tan is fading. The cruise was amazing- great weather, new "friends", some old friends. Brody and I went on excursions every day- a zip line course, a grueling 7 hour hike up and down a dormant volcano, snorkeling and kayaking.

Dinners onboard were interesting. Most didn't believe we were father and son....they thought we were lovers...or I was the straight dad here on the cruise to support his gay son. Talk about the ultimate cock block. We set them straight....

And of course we had the talk about "no sock on the door." And Brody was all for it.

Then one night...I should have left the sock on the door- as my new "friend" and I were in a compromised state- as we heard the key in the door announcing Brody and his friend.

SO WRONG... in so many ways.

Getting to the cruise was a breeze- amazing nonstop flight- great seats. The trip home- not so great. Missed connections, no luggage and finally getting back to San Diego at 1am. Ugh.

Anyway- great pics below. We can't wait until the next one.

Uh huh, we know what you're looking at.

And there he sat...for hours right in front of me. So I slathered on more SPF30 and endured...Oh how I suffered.

Brody and the perpetual tan. People thought he was Hispanic- leading them to believe that I was NOT his father.

Brody getting ready for the White Party. We bought these crazy horrible pants in Curacao. Within an hour Brody had done a costume change.

Okay, check that...

So, they make an announcement, asking for volunteers to give up their seats on the LA to Fort Lauderdale flight. They would rebook and give a $300 voucher. I'm thinking fast...and suggest to the gate agent that she could put us on the LA to San Juan non-stop....nice. So bye-bye seats and they close the door....and THEN I ask...what about our bags? Well they're on the flight to Fort Lauderdale. Hopefully they'll get to San Juan before us...or they'll get stuck in Lauderdale. Only problem is...there's no "NEXT FLIGHT" to get those bags to us before we get on the ship...and it steams away. And now I'm stressed...and eating potato chips (not on the diet) and blaming this Jack London quote I read this afternoon...while eating yes, another plate of chicken (on the diet). "I would rather be ashes than dust. I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it be stifled by dry rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The proper function of man is to live, not to exist."

Could I at least be a superb meteor...who has his luggage?

We're on our way!!

At the airport leaving for Lauderdale and then San Juan for the cruise. Brody is on the phone...endless goodbyes. Both of us are very excited. More pics to come.