Dwarves at the Door

In two days, I am leaving on vacation.  I am going on a South American cruise.

I hope I survive.

My hubby and I will be flying for twelve days (or something like that) to get there.  There will be a four hour time change on the other end.  We may not have internet access on the ship.  There will be lots of food and gambling.  Liquor.  Shopping.  Penguins.  All my favorite things.

I'm trying to look on the bright side.  I really am.  But I feel a little like Bilbo with a bunch of dwarves at the door.  I hate adventures.

Pray for me.