We headed to dinner at Lumiere’s for one last meal - and as always it was a bittersweet evening. It was over all too fast. This was the shortest cruise I’ve taken in the last three years. Before this I’d had 10 nights in the Med and 15 nights through the Panama Canal. This seven night thing is just TOO short!!

Of course, the cruising tradition is that on the last night, the serving team presents a dessert of baked Alaska.

We hooted and hollered for Alvin and Buli - and swung those napkins for all they were worth.

After dinner, distributing the tip envelopes and some tearful hugs - we said our goodnights to the guys, and headed to the show one last time. We came back to find our last towel animal - very fitting for Chris “snakeman” Sellers -

Our morning wakeup call for breakfast came way way way too early - and we gathered all the stuff - made sure we didn’t leave anything behind (I think I left my black wrap) - and headed down to breakfast - where no one was happy to be headed home.

After breakfast - we debarked - grabbed all the bags, loaded them in the car, left the car in the lot and headed over to where the shuttle was waiting for the crew. After hugging and kissing everyone goodbye, and lots of tears shed by ME - we said good bye, loaded into the car and drove back to Jacksonville, thus ending Chris’ first cruise and the warm up for our honeymoon trans-Atlantic cruise.