Second Chance

We stood before King Neptune once again to seek permission to cross the equator as we sailed northward this time.  At 1100 hours on June 10, 2015, having missed the first Crossing Ceremony, Dean, still a Polliwog, performed his dutiful initiation, kissed the fish, and was anointed with the green slime….thus elevating his status from…

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Polliwog No More

If you’ve been checking our itinerary you know that I am woefully behind on my blog, since in real time we are now in French Polynesia and my recent posts show us still in Southeast Asia. I am about to recount a momentous event, however, that occurred over a month ago, and will actually happen…

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