Christmas came a little early for the Busaths. Tracy's parents took the kids and their spouses on a cruise in lieu of individualized Christmas presents. Tracy and I were able to justify skipping out on work and school to enjoy a little time to ourselves. My parents watched Hooch, and all we had to get them was some Mexican vanilla (or brown water). It was a nice few days away from the stresses of life. If you have never been on a cruise, you should look into it. Contrary to popular belief, they are not THAT expensive (although there are some expensive options), and even if you feel like you might get seasick there are medicinal remedies for such things. Do some research and make it happen.
Anyway, back to the cruise . . . Tracy and I drove down to Los Angeles on Friday morning and got on the boat. The rest of the Busath family were already in L.A. and met us on the boat.

Here is Tracy on the gangway, getting ready to board the boat.

While we were waiting for the rest of the Busaths, we played a round of mini golf (this was on the boat).

We also checked out the arcade. Tracy thinks she could be a motorcycle racer.
After we checked out the boat and got some food, we had to sit through an emergency drill and then we went to dinner. While we were at dinner we set sail, which is always a little interesting because you don't really know how you are going to react to the "motion of the ocean." On Saturday morning we were in Mexico. We went to a ranch for a Mexican Fiesta, which was great. The food was good and the entertainment was decent.

Here we are at the Ranch waiting for lunch.


I thought it was funny that everyone looked so "happy" to be there. It wasn't only Tracy and Samantha, everyone had a scowl on their face. I think they were just hungry, or maybe they were expecting bigger things from Mexico.

The entertainment was okay. The Mariachi Band was pretty good. The dancers were okay. There was a pinata, and this 72 year-old lasso master. He was doing all sorts of crazy lasso tricks.

On the way back to the boat we stopped and took pictures of the real Black Pearl. This is where she is docked.

Here is me and Samerz. This was on Sunday, which was a whole day at sea. We didn't do too much, other than lounge on deck and eat. If you look closely at her right wrist, you can see the fake tatoo that Samerz got.