One month away.

Posted by Mel on Dec 7, 2009 in Travel, much? | 1 comment

You peeps might be excited for the upcoming holidays, but I’m looking two weeks past that to my annual week of vacation. Yes, I almost always use up my week of vacation at the beginning of the year…

This year: Rock Boat X – from Tampa to Cozumel.

AB invited me to share in his annual TRB experience. I haven’t been on a cruise since 2003, nor have I even taken a “warm weather/beach” vacay in years. Heading to Cozumel again makes me giddy — although from what I hear, I’m up for a raucous boat ride, which makes me wonder if I’ll even get to view the beautiful natural park of Chakanaab. Crazy memories of the lizards just freaked me out in a deja vu kind of relationship way… weird.

So long as I see at least one wet t-shirt contest ore Penis Tuesday (intentional or not), I’ll be set. Adding: not to suffer any three-day hangovers, please.

Be that as it may, I will essentially be partying and going to concerts for the entire length of the cruise (two of my fave things to do!) — artists include: Sister Hazel, Marc Broussard, Oval Opus, Augustana, Tony Lucca, Tyrone Wells, among others (and apparently, a secret hideaway artist). Yes. I fully intend to do shots with one or all of these artists. Be prepared to make some awesome, lifetime friends, Mel.

Now, while on the boat, I’ll be completely void of communication with internets (ahh, serenity), and since the cruise is based on music, I’ll be posting those reviews and memories on Addicted to Vinyl. And no, the boat is sold out, so you can’t come too. The only way I was able to book was because I am rooming with an alumni. Seriously.

The crazy excess stories will, of course, remain here and true to what you should expect of my vacations: Capital-D-bauchery.

To prepare, AB has made me a few Rock Boat artist mixed CDs, I’ve started memorizing packing lists, I’m in the depths of Taebo/Billy Blanks Hell morning workouts and doing all things necessary to be “body perfect” for seven days in a bikini (5 on the boat; two more in Tampa) — which is obvs difficult to do while living under the cold, gray skies of Cleveland.

And all of which does not include a Winter beer belly.

So, how do I train for all that drinking?

BTW, bonus: this was taken on my cruise in 2003. Heh. I look so… little. FWIW, I think I’m hotter now.