We also booked a cabin for my parents, since we don't get to see them much.
These are not my parents.
Nice rat wedding cake, though.
Anyway, so, we flew my folks down,
Bargain airfare ftw!
...and then John and I stayed up all night finishing my sparkly dress for Formal Night:
I'm, uh, really short.
Bright and early Sunday morning, we drove the four and a half hours down to the cruise port:
We like a sweet ride.
When we arrived, though, DISASTER:
Um. I meant that in a more metaphorical sense.
Ok, so this pig (I think it's a pig) looks more frightened than sarcastic. But do you know how hard it is to find a sarcastic looking cake?
I mean besides this one.
Anyway, getting back to my tragic tale of metaphorical disaster:
Besides, there was some not-so-crappy news: since they were refusing us passage, the cruise line promised us a credit for another cruise, which we could take later. So at least there was that.
Except...it turns out, there's not that.
This is me, watching my family sail away.
Only, you know, with less apples and more snot. [head tilt] And clothing. Definitely more clothing.
In fact, Celebrity Cruises, I got you a virtual cookie cake - just to show there are no hard feelings.
See? It's a visual representation of how you treated us! Isn't that sweet?
-The expired passport? Yes, totally our fault. We know. Bummer.
-The cruise line would accept a faxed birth certificate. Totally wrong. Also, passports used to be valid for up to a year after expiration for cruise purposes. I've been on three cruises with an expired passport. The whole ID thing is wonky.
-Two Celebrity employees at the port including a supervisor assured us we would get a voucher for another cruise - but now they won't honor that promise. That's the main issue here.